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"Gone fishing."

[ so don't leave messages to ruin the after fishing glow !!!

your one stop shop for not leaving him alone, previous contact post can be found here ]

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Checking in on you.

[ When Gabriel Gray arrives, it's not with a knock at the door. It's not even with the shattering of glass. Certainly not with a phonecall ahead. His presence goes utterly unannounced.

There's no light creeping out from the high window, or through the slats of the internal access way. The discreet sound of footsteps are kept to a minimum, but aren't quiet enough that it wouldn't catch the attention of the dogs that plague this building. The occasional querying yip and scuffle makes him think he should leave the way he came, but ultimately he stays. He wouldn't have come here if he didn't think he could stay, talk his way into staying, or at least, survive some inevitable altercation.

But just in case, he's raided the mini-fridge. Water bottles open, drank from, splashed on his hands enough to soak in his sleeves and collar. Fruit felt, bitten into, hungry without having yet hit starving. He's taken an apple with him as he reclines in one of the beds, boots still on, bed springs depressing beneath his weight with a soft complaint.

In here, it's not raining. It's quiet, even, except for the occasional chorus of dog noises, which is in its own way relaxing. Cosy. He could fall asleep if his instincts didn't dictate otherwise.

He works on finishing the apple, an arm folded back under his head. ]

Hey, how's Matches doing?

is jeff at home

Will, I'd like an opinion regarding Dr. Chilton's abilities as a psychiatrist. Do you know how he is, professionally?

So there's a dog ambassador.

Can one of ours be deputy?

[ There's a pause. It's a pause that barely stretches longer than a second, but it's a pause suffocated with uncertainty. At least from where Jesse stands. ]

Hey, uh— It's, um. It's Jesse. Call me back when you, y'know. Get back from fishin' or whatever.

[ Another uncertain pause. Jesse lingering on the other end of the line, chewing on his thumbnail, wondering if he should say more. Impossible to work out what to say when there's god only knows how many years of history between this Will Graham guy and himself that Jesse has no recollection of.

The line clicks dead. ]

yo will
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04.17.2017 -- text;

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