pullsheavendown | ♚ IC Contact for Sirens' Pull ♚

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What am I supposed to say to this thing?

[10 seconds pass]

I'm Roxas. This is my phone.

Just tell him you have to work. They’re counting on you.

I already tried that. I wouldn't be calling you if it had worked.

Why can’t you just go anyway? [Says the guy who can essentially teleport.]

I already ran out of here once without telling him... I don't want to do it again.

Please Roxas, just this once.

[Augh puppy dog voice. Even though it sounds like his, Roxas is not immune.]

Can’t you just take a day off?

Two of the other people already asked for today off... they really need someone there today.

It's only a few hours! I'll make it up to you, promise.

They're gonna know I'm not you. I'd be a terrible elf.

No, you'll be great! I know you can do it.

Please.

I'm gonna be awful.

[sigh]

Just for tonight.

Thanks, Roxas.

I really appreciate this. I owe you one.

You really, really do.

Anything. You name it.

Just don't tell anyone about this.

Huh? Okay, sure. My lips are sealed.

Okay. I'll be over in a little while to pick up the uniform then.

All right, I'll be here.