Cyberformed: Inbox

[ceruleon]

I'll fill this in later.

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TEXT, UN: Boxshelldonchaknow

[ninja_in_a_boxshell]

[Immediately following getting a certain message from a medic he's never even met, Mikey starts texting Leo]

...Remember how you were saying stuff about how I fuss too much, Leo? Having to learn stuff about you from strangers is why.

[But he doesn't send that one, instead deleting and rewriting it almost a dozen times before sending something new:]

Did I do something to make you mad, Leo?

[ceruleon]

what makes you say that?

[ninja_in_a_boxshell]

Cause I was gonna fuss, but you don't like me fussing. Or any of us, I guess, cause! Some doctor I don't know had to tell me stuff!

Cause if you aren't mad, then that's worse!

Cause you could've died, and the first I'd hear about it would've been when you just weren't there ever ever again?

At least if you were mad I'd get it. I don't get this, Leo.

[ceruleon]

Dude you are blowing this way out of proportion.

I wasn't gonna die. I pissed off the doc and she sent that message. Did she say anything about me dying? No!

[ninja_in_a_boxshell]

No! She didn't! But you didn't, either, so I guess I'm just supposed to make stuff up and assume the worst, like back home when you-

...Okay. I'm blowing things out of proportion, and the doctor lady is just mad at you for something. Okay, sure. Okay. You're right. Forget it. It's fine.