>>19552689https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/19522010/#q19547286>[Scrolling back up, Sola sees a message from Priscilla. After the way the match had gone, Sola gives this her priority. Her brain is cooked, but she does her best to type better.]hey presilla
your action is great! i though i saw it had a billion dollars lol
>[Sola can't sell her gear... can she? A billion dollars would be nice... maybe that's, uh, something to think about. Sola looks at the selfie with the view. Her eyes are drawn to]--haha maybe 1 day lol
yeah the view is grate! u must be so high!
like in the building
>[Amy. Sola hesitates, repeatedly. She doesn’t know what to say.]amy n i are not done
not yet
sorry
https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/19522010/#q19546897>[Finally, Sola sees a text from Carmody. Her mood immediately improves, more than the simple elation of an easy-won wrestling match against a nobody and -- wait. What. What? Is she -- there's no way. No, she's drunk. Have to play this one carefully.]where r u?
eveyrthing i did was because of u
we did this toegether :)
i couldn't 4get u if i tryed
carmody
fuck nikki
fuck colby
and fuck amy
u r my star <3
ur not homeless dumbo
i hope u r asleep
we can work this out
u offered me a place
so you can obvs come to mine any time
hey where r u?
>[Sola gathers her gear, donning her jacket and hopes to get a reply by the time she's done... but hasn't. She figures she should celebrate her win, so Sola heads off to meet with... well, her options are limited. No reply yet from Paule. Carmody seems... indisposed and Priscilla is in or was just in meetings. There's a bottle wine at her house with her name all over it.] 