At some point that Friday afternoon, Stark would be receiving a text from Summer that, unfortunately, did not contain any pictures at all, but a simple:
hey srry i need to take a raincheck on that sangria, annie literally just got back from her weird time briefcase thing
There was a little bit of a delay in Summer's response, but not too long, before all her attention was definitely going to be commandeered by her bestie.
she's fine. there was an apocalypse
You know, no big whoop.
save them maybe?
She really didn't need sangria and ice cream and cupcakes going into her stomach right now, ohmygod. And even she would feel bad eating Stark's cupcakes without Stark.
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hey srry i need to take a raincheck on that sangria, annie literally just got back from her weird time briefcase thing
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The lack of pictures was somewhat disappointing. The actual content of the text was as well.
oh.
He wasn't sure what else to say to that. He hadn't expected to be canceled on. Or maybe he had. After a minute or two he sent another, longer text.
is she ok? Cupcakes are done. Do you still want them? I could bring them to you. Or not.
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she's fine. there was an apocalypse
You know, no big whoop.
save them maybe?
She really didn't need sangria and ice cream and cupcakes going into her stomach right now, ohmygod. And even she would feel bad eating Stark's cupcakes without Stark.
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apocalypse doesn't sound fine i hope she's ok. Ill save them for now you know where to find me