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IC Contact [Siren's Pull]

What do you have to present? Speak.

[A beep sounds.]

Hello...?

Yes? [Blissfully unaware. For the moment.]

You sent me a text telling me that you were only wearing socks and a cast.

I . . . what? I didn't . . .

[Quick pause her as she looks over her sent messages. This one and some of the others. It's more the others that prompt this response -- because DEAR GODS why is there a text to a complete stranger about her supposed sex life?! -- but still, in an irritated tone:] What kind of sick mind does this to people?

Ah. The virus. The work of bored pranksters.

At the very least, this one wasn't as bad as some of the others my NV seems to have sent out.

Hm? What other things has your NV sent out?

Descriptions of sexual escapades. I'm not about to go into any more detail than that. [Because that's not something civilized people discuss publicly, thank you.]

Ah. I see. I won't ask any further, then. [He'll totally respect a lady's dignity!]

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Voice; Lmao, this is awesome |Dc

Voice; She's going to want to beat the crap out of Travis when she figures out what's happened.

Voice; looool XD

Voice; It's his fault for sending her a virus text about how big her boobs are.

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