Text Chat
Lodestar: Vana, I want you to know something.
Savannah: About the Sparrows?
Lodestar: Not just about them. About us too.
Savannah: Okay, hit me with it. What have you done and who do I need to bribe?
Lodestar: Like old times?
Savannah: Yep. Remember when you tried to sneak off with that band who was on the starting lineup for noxxious?
Lodestar: I do. It didn’t go down well.
Savannah: And that was with me helping you, lol.
Savannah: I watched them play at Madison Square Garden last week. They went straight to the top.
Lodestar: Thought Aidan Jr. would have put you on lockdown.
Savannah: No. Aidan and I were there to meet with someone.
Lodestar: Business?
Savannah: Always.
Savannah: Anyway, what’s up?
Lodestar: You might not hear from me for a while.
Savannah: As long as last time?
Lodestar: Maybe longer.
Savannah: Shit.
*incoming call*
Savannah: Star, pick up the damn phone.
Lodestar: No. I don’t want to talk. I need you to know that everything I’m doing, it’s for a reason.
Savannah: This sounds like a suicide conversation.
Lodestar: A, what? Jesus, Vana. Can’t you just let me get this down?
Savannah: No. Not if you’re trying to give me an interactive suicide note via text.
Lodestar: I don’t want to die.
Savannah: Good. That’s half the battle.
Lodestar: That doesn’t mean some people don’t want me dead.
Savannah: Babe, some people want ME dead. Isn’t that how we know we’re doing it right?
Lodestar: That’s your sparkling personality.
Savannah: Bitch. Why did I miss you again?
Lodestar: :P
Lodestar: You’ll be receiving a package in the mail soon. There’s a lot of info in it for you. You should be able to trigger hell.
Savannah: I don’t hear from you in months but you always come back bearing gifts. You do know I’m always the last person who messages in our chats, don’t you?
Lodestar: Sorry.
Savannah: No, you’re not. And if I get to trigger hell, you’d better be around to see it. We always liked reigning over our personal hellscape, didn’t we?
Lodestar: The shit our dads got up to was more like paradise than what we waded into, Vana.
Savannah: Crazy how they were hedonists and we dove deep into this batshit world, isn’t it?
Lodestar: Typical second gen trying to prove themselves.
Savannah: Think we’ve proven enough?
Lodestar: No. I haven’t.
Savannah: Then I haven’t either. We’re in this together.
Lodestar: I want you to be happy, Vana.
Savannah: I am. Aidan makes me very happy. He pisses me off too, but that’s to be expected. I want you to have this, Star. I want you to be happy.
Lodestar: Happiness isn’t for people like me.
Savannah: Bullshit. You can have this as well. We can keep on waging this war together, fighting from the trenches, and we won’t stop until we win.
Lodestar: I love you.
Savannah: I love you too. But that’s not what I needed to hear. What’s going on with you?
Savannah: Star?
Savannah: Star?
Savannah: Goddammit, answer me.
Savannah: Star, you bitch, don’t fucking do this.
Savannah: Damn you. Why do you always fucking leave?
**One week later**
Savannah: Star?
**Four weeks later**
Savannah: Please answer.
**Six weeks later**
Savannah: Stay safe. I love you.
**Eight weeks later**
Savannah: I need you.
Lodestar: What’s wrong?