Flash Fiction: IRL — Part Three of Five

“We’ve never met offline in all the years we’ve gamed, Arch. Now you’re hiding after getting me here at 1 am to take your cat. What’s up?”

More hiccups.

>ONLY FRIEND BESIDE NEMO

“Then let me help you!”

I don’t know if I heard a sigh or a sniffle.

>ITS TOO LATE

 

 

All installments in order.

 

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