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TEXT || CLAUDYLAN

CLAUDIA: No, I just like hearing you say it.

CLAUDIA: I'll always get you out of trouble, pretty.

DYLAN: I think you are very pretty.

DYLAN: Maybe I'll have to start getting into trouble more often, then.

#text #phone #t claudia #p claudia

TEXT || CLAUDYLAN

CLAUDIA: It's up to you! That's what I mean!

CLAUDIA: More like cute and dangerous. Know anyone like that?

DYLAN: OH I guess that was kind of obvious. OBVIOUSLY I want Chinese.

DYLAN: You know, I might. And I won't even have to get jealous of them.

#phone #text #t claudia #p claudia

TEXT || ANDI↭DYLAN

ANDREA: YES, OF COURSE YOU MAY.

ANDREA: I'm trying to make it way more relaxing in there, you know so we can all decompress after our long workdays, so that's the main goal.

ANDREA: fulfillment for days!

DYLAN: OKAY so we're aiming for cool tones, yes?

DYLAN: We should add shelves around the bath for candles and speakers and wine.

#text #phone #t andi #p andi

INSTANT MESSAGE || CANCER + PISCES

CANCER: We may have a minor issue.

PISCES: That's not something I like to hear.

#work phone #t cancer #p cancer

TEXT || ANDI↭DYLAN

ANDREA: Our bathroom sucks, so I'm redecorating, and if you help me pick out from these paint swatches I brought home, I'll pay you in love.

ANDREA: And snuggles.

ANDREA: And your favorite meal.

DYLAN: Okay but this sounds like the most fulfilling day??

DYLAN: Count me in please and thank you.

DYLAN: CAN I PAINT PRETTY THINGS IN THE BATHROOM??

#text #phone #t andi #p andi

TEXT || CLAUDYLAN

CLAUDIA: Take out. Defined as: food cooked at a restaurant that's delicious and is delivered by someone usually cute and clueless.

DYLAN: I meant what KIND of food, silly. Are we getting Chinese? Thai?

DYLAN: Are you looking for somebody cute and clueless?

#text #phone #t claudia #p claudia

TEXT | Zaclan

ZAC: It's interesting. Very interesting. I mean, whatever you're into, right? I can't judge people too much. As long as it's not indecent, illegal, immoral or anything else along those lines, then I'm cool with it.

DYLAN: I agree, Zac. I agree. I'm a strong believer in exploring everything about yourself, including any interests that others may deem weird.

#phone #text #t zac #p zac

TEXT || ♏♓

Scorpio: Whose body is it?

Pisces: Doesn't matter! Caps going to figure out a way to lace their DNA into the wigs and whatnot, that way if any investigators find traces of said DNA, they'll be searching for somebody who's already dead.

#work phone #t scorpio #p scorpio

TEXT || CLAUDYLAN

CLAUDIA: You think I'm pretty, don't you (:

CLAUDIA: What am I going to do when you get caught?

DYLAN: Is that even a question?

DYLAN: Get me out of trouble, obviously.

#phone #text #p claudia #t claudia

TEXT || ♏♓

SCORPIO: Is this even a question? I love grave robbing.

PISCES: Perfect. You and I are getting a body for Cap.

#work phone #t scorpio #p scorpio

TEXT | Zaclan

ZAC: Oh. Right. Um. Animated adult movies with tentacle aspects? That was probably the most surprising. No one here, though, I must clarify.

DYLAN: Yaaaaaaaas tentacle porn! I once watched it for shits and giggles but then it gave me nightmares and I've vowed to never watch it again.

#text #phone #t zac #phone zac

TEXT || DYLIAS

ELIAS: They would send their best friend a Snapchat of it and invite him to come revel in the chaos.

DYLAN: COME REVEL IN THE CHAOS!

DYLAN: Preferably BEFORE I get kicked out and/or fined.

#text #phone #p elias #t elias

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“That’s exactly what it’s for!” Elias exclaimed, as if Dylan had just revealed a life-changing conspiracy theory. “Do you think a bunch of fat, old government dudes sat in a room and were like, ‘We’re gonna make all of our corporate robots work longer hours so that the lights will stay on longer’?” He gasped after being struck with a thought. “They’re making everything brighter to keep us in the dark about the aliens.. Dyl, we figured it out!”

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Dylan took a moment to answer, pretending to put deep thought into this suggestion as if they both didn’t already know she had made up her mind. “You know what, Eli? I think that might just be exactly what happened.” His gasp was startling, but not nearly as much as his realization was. “We’re geniuses!” She shouted, hands thrown into the air in victory. Then, she pointed into the empty air in front of her, eyes fixed on a point that didn’t exist outside of her mind. “We’re onto you, Big Brother.” She let this sentiment ruminate for a moment, before she dropped the dramatics and relaxed. “Do you think we’ll uncover any life-changing conspiracies in our clean-up of the city? I mean, like.. concrete proof of 9/11 being faked, or the exact whereabouts of Tupac?”