[ Oh, thank god he's replying immediately. Relief surges through her at the fact he's not busy (he just said he was laying tile Lottie...), because it's perfect timing to the man trying to get her door open. ]
[ And in lieu of saying the real answer (she has no idea and, frankly, is too scatterbrained right now to tell him), she sends a photo of the front of the gas station. It has the name of it, the general look of some of the parking lot, and a blurry Clarence in the corner trying to shake her door open to grab at her phone. ]
[ The photo is really blurry. So blurry that it's almost impossible to make out the name of the gas station. But that mostly has to do with the fact that Lottie has literally taken a picture of the guy trying to rob her.
There's no helping the groan that he lets out as he stumbles to his feet in search of his keys. ]
You're in your car? Just drive away!
[ Or over the guy. You know, just normal Diadem things. ]
[ She says, like that explains anything about why or how she can't drive away (she has not considered running him over Yet, either). Also don't mind the typos, she's actively unbuckling her seat belt— ]
[ The blurry photo hadn't been enough to tell him where she is but there's a feeling and that feels like enough to point him in a general direction. That ad he tends to know Lottie's usual haunts. ]
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When his phone chimes and Cassian glances down, laying aside his trowel for a moment to text with one hand - ]
Laying tile
Why?
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asking for a friend!
what do you do when you're being mugged
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Wait a minute.
What the fuck. ]
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Is this a hypothetical situation?
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no??
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Why are you texting me if you're getting mugged?
Where are you
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at some uhh
gas station
parking lot
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Where is the gas station
[ He's definitely going to have to start this project over again. ]
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[ And in lieu of saying the real answer (she has no idea and, frankly, is too scatterbrained right now to tell him), she sends a photo of the front of the gas station. It has the name of it, the general look of some of the parking lot, and a blurry Clarence in the corner trying to shake her door open to grab at her phone. ]
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There's no helping the groan that he lets out as he stumbles to his feet in search of his keys. ]
You're in your car?
Just drive away!
[ Or over the guy. You know, just normal Diadem things. ]
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[ She says, like that explains anything about why or how she can't drive away (she has not considered running him over Yet, either). Also don't mind the typos, she's actively unbuckling her seat belt— ]
i coukd vteak something!!!!!
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[ The blurry photo hadn't been enough to tell him where she is but there's a feeling and that feels like enough to point him in a general direction. That ad he tends to know Lottie's usual haunts. ]
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