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[postictal]

You've reached Tim. Leave a message.

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[postictal]

Thank you.

[For one of the few times in his life, he means it.]

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[choosetruth]

Just promise me one thing.

If it becomes something that threatens more than just you, something we need to know about in order to fight, tell me. Or tell someone who isn't me, I don't care. Don't keep information that can save us to yourself.

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[postictal]

[God. Promises. He doesn't do those, really. Mostly 'cause he's not usually in a position to keep them.]

i don't want it spreading to anyone else.
fine.

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[choosetruth]

[She actually types out spreading? then deletes it. No. She's not investigating this. She said she wouldn't, and she means it.]

Thank you.

I'll let you know if your Mirror pulls any other crap.

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[postictal]

alright.
and i'll let you know if he does anything else.