INBOX FOR HAVEN

[nosentimentalist]

"This is Keats. It seems that I'm not available at the moment. If you'd like, please leave a message and I'll try to get back to you as soon as I can."

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[nosentimentalist]

Damn! Damn it, you...answer me!

[Again, silence. He refrains the urge to throw the phone down in anger.]

You better have just dropped your phone, you hear? If I...if I find you..

[A sharp intake of breath. He can't believe all of this is happening. But this Haven. Wretched, wretched Haven...]

Just...stay dry yourself, you stupid moron.