7th Headshot || Phone Call to All

[bye_to_yer_head]

Is anyone .. hn... uhm... is everyone else feelin' a mite... like... Mayfield is ...

*Long pause.*

Somethin' ain't ri---...... Nevermind.

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[bye_to_yer_head]

Saints?

Great, it's already affectin' us.

[allwehad]

I can't tell if that's from here or -- or there...

[And that's when the headache becomes too much and she nearly drops the phone.]

I need to lay down. I can't... If you hear something else, let me know, yeah?

[bye_to_yer_head]

I'm gonna go .. drink everything in th' house. I'll let ya know if it helps.

[allwehad]

[This earns him a laugh.] It's like you're speaking my language. Best of luck to you.

[bye_to_yer_head]

You too.

*He hangs up, leaning against the wall to try and clear his head. But the more he tries to focus, the worse it gets.*