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[solar_flare]

"You've reached the voicemail of Yang Xiao Long. But don't YANG up! Just leave a message after the beep, and we'll get in touch!"

Beeeeeeeeeeeeep!

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[Voice]

[rando_dork]

For some reason this doesn't surprise me.

Yeah. We're binge playing this game when we get home.

...And thanks. For being around, you know?

[Voice]

[solar_flare]

Ha ha...! There is nothing to thank me for. You're a super fun, cool, funny girl, and you bring a lot of personality to our apartment. We love you, Gwen.

Be there soon!

[Voice]

[rando_dork]

More like I bring a lot of mess to our apartment. Literal. The not so literal is a new thing.

But I appreciate it. You all are great too.

I'm waiting outside.

[Voice -> Action]

[solar_flare]

Yeah, might wanna work on that. I know Pyrrha will keep cleaning it up if you don't, and she's too nice to say something about it. Maybe...set a timer for ten minutes, pick stuff up until the bell rings, and bam! Easy.

[The sound of a motorcycle engine revs up.]

Gotta go. I try not to chat and drive if I can help it. Hang tight!

[She disconnects, and once the garage is closed securely behind her, Yang pulls out of the drive and veers into the street.]

[It isn't too much longer before she pulls up, tilting enough that she can put her boot down. She flicks her shades up at Gwen and grins, then reaches behind her to unhook the spare helmet and toss it to her friend.]

Catch! Ready to roll?