#newziplockin

[ryan-baker]

Unsent Text to Thomas

Ryan: Wherever you are, please stop drinking. I don't want something to happen to you without anyone around to be able to help.

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Ryan: We'll get you more drunk any other time, just try to stay safe.

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Ryan: Well, it's not like you're reading this anyway, but just stop.

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[ryan-baker]

Unsent Texts to Bubbles

Ryan: Are you locked in too? Are you okay?

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Ryan: Shit.

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Ryan: I really hope you’re alright, Ria. I guess I’ll have to take you to get that ice cream sooner than I thought, considering what is happening today. I know that’s supposed to happen when you’re the one having a problem and that doesn’t make sense if you managed to get out of school before this happened, but…

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Ryan: Well, we’re coming anyway. It’s a date.

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Ryan: And apparently you won’t know about it. Fuck.

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[smolderingrivera]

Text » Lilah

Austin: Hey. Are you okay? Or were you locked in too?

[smolderingrivera]

Thinking was never a good past time – sober or not – and definitely more unhealthy for him sober because it always lead to one thing. He needed a hit; a distraction; something to consume his thoughts rather than letting himself just be devoured by them entirely. There was a passing thought, one flicker of an inquiry that made him pause as he hovered in front of the principal’s door, eyes nervously looking left and right to make sure no one was around to catch him. Maybe this was the point where he should realize something? Some rubicon not to be crossed? But he couldn’t see the ending point.

Confident enough that there was no one around, he turned the knob and walked in, walking straight to every drawer and closet he could find to start rummaging for the pills he heard the principal confiscated from a group of druggies yesterday. His lips quirked up into a smile when he opened the last drawer, finally finding the small bag holding two yellow bottles filled up to the brim with multi-colored pills. A more than relieved sigh escaped him as he popped open one of the bottles, just about ready to throw one in his mouth when the door opened and he turned around to gawk at who it was.  

[savannahdickens]

She didn't remember how she wound up in the Gym, nor did she remember bringing Max with her. All she knew was that they couldn't get out, and she had no way of letting her mother know she was alright. Was she alright though? Being stuck in the gym with someone that she had only met a couple times, no matter how nice she was? Stuck in the school that had the worst person in the world? She figured she was lucky that she didn't wind up with the Blonde Bass, but she was still a little nervous. She turned to Max, a soft smile on her face as she fidgeted with her clothes. "I guess we're stuck for a while?"

[miles-vdw]

Miles walked over to Jonah, his arms crossed. He turned away so that the girls couldn't hear him. "I don't know what to do. I didn't plan this. I didn't even know the school had a lock down system. What the fuck am I supposed to do? I can't even control my computer, so I can't do... I can't do shit."

[charhumphrey]

Charlotte had wanted nothing to do with whatever it was that Miles was planning. His pranks always ended up with him getting in trouble or someone getting upset, and it wasn’t something she liked to be involved with. She had gotten a bad feeling about the prank Miles was showing her, but she went along to see it anyway. When she saw everything, the laptops, the cameras, she was amazed. It must have taken Miles forever to plan something like that. And even if she hated to admit it, she was pretty damn impressed. At least she was impressed up until the moment that everything went wrong, and the lock down came into place. "Please tell me this is a part of the prank," she mumbled, running a hand through her hair to calm herself.

But it couldn't be that bad, right? Maybe this would only happen for a few minutes and then everything would go back to normal, and she could pretend like nothing ever happened and Miles would get off with detention and no severe punishment and everything would be great. But her positive thoughts didn't stop her from worrying. The bad feeling she had before was just starting to get worse. Moving towards the door, she turned the handle and pulled, just in case, but of course nothing happened. "You've got to be kidding me."