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text: leah → andy
Leah: Hey, Sayerman. Ready to make good on that baked good you owe me?
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text: leah → andy
Leah: Hey, Sayerman. Ready to make good on that baked good you owe me?
text // fletcher → andy
Fletcher: Andy.
Fletcher: ANDY.
Fletcher: I understand that in all likelihood you are most probably engaged in some sort of sexual act with Marcus, but I would very much appreciate some of your level-headed support.
Fletcher: (PS. If you /are/ with Marcus, please pass on the following message: "She said yes")
The Ruler's Back || Mandras
[Andy had told Marcus that he would be free again after five or so and once Fletch had made his way back to his dorm, Marcus anxiously watched the clock until it was just about to turn five. Being the social creature that he was, some days, Marcus needed constant attention. This is one of those days. As soon as it's 4:50, Marcus jumps up and--taking the longest strides he possibly can--makes his way to Andy's dorm. Once there, he pulls out the spare he had convinced Andy to give him and barges in to the room.] Andras. Finally have time for me?