In the morning, Yvette got up to make some cream of wheat and coffee and get a fresh ice pack. Shaun (Waverly, she had to remember that) said he could try for some other drugs and talk to Green about options, but -
Well, messaging "GuyFawkes23" was mostly a long shot. She was hoping to get somewhere that might even know what William Syndrome was. Or could handle a heart complaint.
So there she was, sitting on the couch with the windows open and her leg wrapped in the ugliest of the towel options and ice packs. "I think this is a secure message. I'm not sure you remember me, but a long time ago, I talked about a dead man near the static curtain on Lorena Station. Could I call in that favor?" she types.
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Date: 2016-06-02 07:18 am (UTC)Well, messaging "GuyFawkes23" was mostly a long shot. She was hoping to get somewhere that might even know what William Syndrome was. Or could handle a heart complaint.
So there she was, sitting on the couch with the windows open and her leg wrapped in the ugliest of the towel options and ice packs. "I think this is a secure message. I'm not sure you remember me, but a long time ago, I talked about a dead man near the static curtain on Lorena Station. Could I call in that favor?" she types.