Nebulochaotic IC Inbox

[atypically]

Hey, it's Caleb. Why are you calling? It's 2019, just text me. Or, if you must, leave a message.

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[fuckthisshit]

Whenever you're free. I can meet you at yours.

[ Likewise, she's pretty sure he's not interested in being her friend, but there's hope in the fact that he didn't immediately tell her to fuck off. ]

[atypically]

Whenver. I'm not doing shit right now. But I moved. My roommates either disappeared or moved out, so I moved in with Steve, so I'm in 202 now.

[ Not that she probably knew where he lived before; he hadn't said, in any case. It only occurs to him after the text is sent that he's not sure where she lives, either. ]