[ Sometimes your bike breaks down and a friend passes along a name of a trustworthy guy but you're too busy chasing your mannequin all the way across town to actually do anything with said recommendation.
Which is to say, two weeks after he actually means to, Wriothesley finally gets around to firing off a text message. ]
Is this Scott Summers?
Which is to say, two weeks after he actually means to, Wriothesley finally gets around to firing off a text message. ]
Is this Scott Summers?
Scott, I'm checking in. It's fine if you ignore me, but if you could let one of us know that you aren't drowning in a pool of liquor, we would appreciate it.
Edited 2025-09-15 16:12 (UTC)
You never need to be sorry with me, Scott. I love you. I'm just worried about you.
I know you've been fighting and drinking. Are you letting anyone in right now? You shouldn't be alone.
And what if you can't? Will you turn to anyone?

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