txt: Madrin, I'm going to be traveling with my mate⚡️prit for a while. I'll have to video call you.
With no prior warning to the thought of your kismesis going away, the text catches you somewhat off guard; still, with only a smallish frown - because if he hadn’t told you earlier, surely this was sudden, and if i was sudden, it was necessary - you respond.
“How long iz a while?”














