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[asmywitness]

[[Tyler screens his calls - anyone who tries to actually call him, he'll text back in reply.]]

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[asmywitness]

I have a home office mostly set up in the apartment, go wild. It's just paperwork from Fight Club.

Which is something else you're going to have to address, too. Finalising all the paperwork for the club to finish paying him off so he'll sign off the entire thing.

[fingersandteeth]

Mail it to me on Armin's Island. I've got time enough get it filled out by the end of the week, then I'll have him sign when I go home to say goodbye, and not actually tell him I'm leaving until he's signed off.

[asmywitness]

That's in the Orange Islands, right? Shit's expensive.

[Which isn't to say he won't do it, as Steven will know from the lack of outright refusal.]

I'm mostly worried about you getting hurt or killed by this. Just because we recover doesn't mean it doesn't hurt, [and these two, of everyone here, know that uncomfortably well.] and you've already proven there's ways around it at your leisure, which Jack undoubtedly knows about by now.

[fingersandteeth]

Um. Yes. Sorry. I'll pay you back.

And yeah, that's what I'm worried about. He definitely knows the ways around it, because like the chump I am, I told him with my head in his lap, gazing up at him with love in my heart.