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[postictal]

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6/29, left outside Tim's door

[choosetruth]

[There's an unmarked envelope. It contains a tape and a note. Unsigned, but Tim's a smart guy. It's not that hard to guess who it came from.]

I never watched it. I don't even have a tape player.

I don't care about your secrets.

[.....it's about as close to apologizing as George is willing to get.]

[postictal]

[That's one mystery solved. Here he'd assumed his Mirror had simply absconded with the thing to uncover it at a later time, the proverbial ace in the hole. But no. He made sure to hand it to the one person who'd investigate it without question.

Except she didn't.

It's...an apology, maybe. Or a display of trust? Hell if he knows.

He turns the thing over and over in his hands. Hovers his thumb over her number before sighing and setting the phone down and burying his face in his hands.

He'd ask why things got so complicated, but he's pretty sure he already knows the answer to that one.]