[ a text to friday/juracán’s cell, or rather a few pictures of… the inside of the diner, a picture of a root beer float, a lime green beetle, a rather blurry night sky at lookout point, the sight of dusk from the diner before the race occurred. he didn’t take that many pics, it seems he was preoccupied with things like, maybe, being paranoid about turning into a car. ]
Miss Friday Do you know if there might be other people in these realms or realities? Perhaps someone the Captain doesn’t know about?
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Miss Friday
Do you know if there might be other people in these realms or realities? Perhaps someone the Captain doesn’t know about?