A series of packages are left on Abby’s desk in the middle of the night. The scribbled note reads: “Got a little carried away. Hope you don’t mind. Have a great one. –Clint”
Checking in- if you can text, let us know if you're okay. Kon and I are still people shaped and we'll come to find anyone we don't hear from to make sure everyone's safe and accounted for
Double date, you know you wanna! Fuck yeah, it's a boat!
PS Yeah yeah I know I'm not supposed to know but I do and so does Abby so who cares, right? You guys can be all sneaky and not really there together if you want but still, BOAT.
Fancy place you guys have here. I feel like I should be in one of those period pieces where nothing ever actually happens.
Apparently I'm supposed to tell you that my name is Abigail. I just got here, I'm turning sixteen soon and okay, the rest of these questions I'm not dumb enough to put the answers to on a public forum. You want to know that badly, come ask me in person. I'll be the one in green.