I appreciate the offer. If this goes on much longer, I might just need it. They said he was gone for a job, but he should have been back by now.
I didn't have the chance, no. By the time I pulled myself together, he must have been readying to leave...I should have known something was wrong when he wouldn't stick around to have much of a conversation. When I resolved to just go to his room and sit him down to speak...that was when I found his pets gone, his boxes packed up, and his phone left behind.
I'm gonna put up flyers in the Vogue, too - you know, just in case. I get a lot of people coming through here, maybe someone's heard something.
...His stuff being packed up is really worrying. I mean, I get he might have a big job, but to pack everything up before it? the pets, I can get, I mean... yeah you'd get someone to take care of them, but the rest is a big yikes.
I'm so sorry you didn't get a chance to talk to him, Sweetie. But it's okay, I'm sure we'll find him, and you can do exactly that once we've all yelled at him for scaring us like this.
If it helps any, he had never entirely removed his things from the boxes, for as long as I've known him. I suppose I had taken them for granted, until I saw the place cleaned and the boxes all closed up.
...Really? Hasn't he lived here for like... years? Like, Babe, no one likes unpacking, but at some point you gotta bite the bullet and do it.
[ He thinks that is a sign of someone always ready to move on at the first chance, but he's not going to voice that, Maxima's got enough to worry about. ]
He moved into Meropide back in April or May of last year, I don't quite remember which. Before that, I don't believe he'd stayed anywhere long-term in some time.
[Or maybe ever.]
I had hoped that offering him stability would be a comfort.
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I didn't have the chance, no. By the time I pulled myself together, he must have been readying to leave...I should have known something was wrong when he wouldn't stick around to have much of a conversation. When I resolved to just go to his room and sit him down to speak...that was when I found his pets gone, his boxes packed up, and his phone left behind.
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...His stuff being packed up is really worrying. I mean, I get he might have a big job, but to pack everything up before it? the pets, I can get, I mean... yeah you'd get someone to take care of them, but the rest is a big yikes.
I'm so sorry you didn't get a chance to talk to him, Sweetie. But it's okay, I'm sure we'll find him, and you can do exactly that once we've all yelled at him for scaring us like this.
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If it helps any, he had never entirely removed his things from the boxes, for as long as I've known him. I suppose I had taken them for granted, until I saw the place cleaned and the boxes all closed up.
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...Really? Hasn't he lived here for like... years? Like, Babe, no one likes unpacking, but at some point you gotta bite the bullet and do it.
[ He thinks that is a sign of someone always ready to move on at the first chance, but he's not going to voice that, Maxima's got enough to worry about. ]
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[Or maybe ever.]
I had hoped that offering him stability would be a comfort.
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Maybe it still does? And he's just been... held back by something else. And if not? Well. I'm just gonna have to have words. Really stern words.