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[indent][sub][COLOR=red][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] Graves Residence; Front Yard[/sub][sup][right][COLOR=red][b]Timeframe[/b][/COLOR] Early Morning[/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][color=red][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] Holly [@Kuro][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=red][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5436198]Post #1[/url][/right][/SUP][/indent]
[indent][indent]The sound of her phone coming to life was one Lee didn’t expect this early in the morning, but she wasn’t surprised, either. The only thing that was surprising is the network was still functional (and so were their phones).

She pulled her phone from her pocket, unlocking it, before reading through ‘Mulberry Street’ the group chat for, well, the Class of ‘23.

Years ago, it used to be [i]just[/i] Harper, Lee, and Holly. Back before it became every senior. Including the ones she frankly couldn’t stand. Wasn’t her idea to make a social network, but she didn’t fight the need for it. Considering the current situation with the pending apocalypse, probably was a good idea to have it while the cellphone networks continued to exist. Eventually they wouldn’t have that, so, green grass and white picket fences--or however the expression went.

[color=red]“Jesus Holly. This is why–”[/color] She sighed, muttering to herself while she read the message.

Her best friend apparently had no food. She started typing.

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