your character has passed away, and my character is having trouble coping, so they keep calling your muse’s old cellphone. send me ◘ for the last voicemail my character left.
“Olaf! Buddy, man, you wouldn’t believe the heat we’re having. I can’t even go outside because I’m going to melt on the spot.
You would love it.
The beaches are way too packed to be going anywhere near them anytime soon, but we’re all going to try and make it down there when we can. You remember that time we all went swimming and Anna almost drowned trying to get the cleaner to the bottom of the pool?
She still hasn’t lived it down. Cause of death: pool rumba. Man, I –
I–
I miss you, bud.”