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WHO: eliot waugh, king of shit, and whoever responds.
WHAT: network texting: he's running low on drugs so now he's hunting for booze.
WHERE: all over because he's also looking while texting.
WHEN: sent out before the event, but take your time to reply. it's not like it's going anywhere in your message history unless you delete it (and then find out you can't delete it). he's not going to not want booze two months from now.
NOTES: probably contains cursing, sexual references, and mentions of drugs and alcohol. eliot is not a role model. don't look inside if you're looking for one.

anyone found any liquor yet willing to exchange favors

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i wish actually it'd be better if it was a dream so i could wake up and not be stuck in a fucked up place full of shadow things trying to murder me and then i can drink and get more oxy and not have to think about how much i miss thinking about alcohol and drugs for recreational reasons only and not for everything hurts like a bitch and i feel sick to death reasons that said, willing to accept pain pills and disinfectant in place of alcohol does your phone need charging? need something cooked? need to get laid? i'm dying throw me a goddamn bone please

( jesus wept, Ben's brick phone is about to go flying down a very, very long staircase if these messages don't ease up, is this person going a word at a time?

nope, and to top it off, it is a lot more words than Ben thought could be assembled, in the span of time that his phone rapid-fires with fanfare. )

All right there, give your thumbs a moment. ( this is a lot for Ben to find dumped into his lap all out of left field, but all right. typically, this sort of attitude would illicit a lot of end-of-the-rope lecturing.

at this moment...they're all thoroughly dicked. all of them. Ben's tired, cold, and he doesn't even have the energy to list off clinical knowledge about substance withdrawals. that just leaves him at his absolute baseline...uninspiringly pragmatic. )

My best recommendation is, drink as much water as possible while your body adjusts to the lack, and if I run across any more packets of instant coffee, I can offer you that. The water here could be filthy or riddled with odd things so I wouldnt go face down in a stagnant pool out in the labyrinth.

I have one aspirin, two bottles of sealed water and - admittedly I ran across a diet soda. Dont ask how - its weird. Thats todays specials.

[ okay. yeah. he can chill, let his thumbs take a break. fuck these adrenaline rushes. they're only making him more desperate. wait, did he just read "aspirin"-- ]

what do you want for the aspirin i can filter your water if you don't need fire or electricity and i have been drinking but that doesn't stop the axe wound on my stomach from making every movement suffering

( —axe wound.

Ben genuinely drops the phone; thank god that most things assembled before 2007 was made to survive a car crash. )

You know - you could have opened with the AXE WOUND. ( hardly as if now suddenly Ben has an assortment of illicit substances, but. )

This might be a lovely time to mention I found a needle and thread recently.

Take no offense - but you idiot I'm not going to ask for something in return if youre mortally wounded. ( what kind of world... )

[ in his defense, it was already treated before he got here, but being here is not letting it heal any faster than it already could, and the need to hike around has only slowed that down even more. along with the random fighting he's had to deal with. and that one time a room threw him to the ground. ]

i mean it's not that bad it's stitched already sort of okay i popped a few and there's not a lot of antiseptic around so keeping it clean has been a task and a half and i can't not walk so that means exacerbating the wound and making it heal slower a fuck ton of opiates would be perfect right now, but i'm not keeping my fingers crossed new stitches could help though i'm paying you back though. i'm not owing anyone anything.

( Ben doesn't like 'sort of.' Ben has never liked 'sort of. )

Of course you did. ( because if all was fine and dandy, Ben imagines he would be asked if he wants to 'get laid' in a moderately different tone...

or, he can hope. )

Well - I dont take payment - so youre going to have to live with that. ( are they genuinely arguing about who can be the most altruistic, here? )

I can help with stitches. I might also have a little trick to keep from getting infected. Not sure if it will help with pain but you can let me know how it does. ( Peter's feathers have a fascinating effect, but he can't be sure what they will do on the day to day, much less here, where he can't call them down at all. )

Where are you? Major landmarks, anything will help.

[ fine, reject his literal payment. eliot will just enforce payment through favors as a friend. ]

please tell me the trick isn't cauterizing cause i'm specifically avoiding that it's always sunny in philadelphia so i guess i'm in philly there's a hospital down the block and a shoe store across from it the building opposite is glass and fancy af like a gallery or something there's a giant blue circle right above the front doors like really giant i think this is a daycare? but all the stuff is for older kids so i'm really confused on that like middle school and high school level older

[ it's a special needs school. ]

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