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[superposition]

will prettify later

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[driftsintobuffetline]

[Yes, yes he did send you four in two minutes. Restraint and Newt are not especially well acquainted. He would have done more. The relief in his voice rings clear.] Oh, god, yes, thank you, man.

Garmisch. Hold on. He texted me his coordinates!

[Which he now texts you.] 47.496873, 11.075778

Oh. Uh.

...If he asks, tell him I handled this like a calm and rational adult, okay?

[superposition]

Perfect. Thank you.

[Tak tak tak entering that in.]

I'm sure he knows. [Insert portal noise here.] Try to relax. We'll be back in a moment.

[driftsintobuffetline]

WHAT? You're just going to leave me here? [Hurry, dude. And be gentle. That's his BFF you got there--his BFF.]

[superposition]

We'll be back in a moment.

[Hangs up for now]

1 of 12?

[driftsintobuffetline]

Dude, your moments are like my mom's idea of a moment. You can't say moment and take four hours.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Ok. So it hasn't been four hrs but you know.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Where the fuck are you? More importantly do you have Hermann? Is he okay? What happened? Are you in jail? Are you detained? What is taking so long?

[driftsintobuffetline]

You said a moment. I'm having some serious trust issues right now. This moment is dragging out longer and longer by the minute.

[driftsintobuffetline]

This is a sick joke isn't it? You tell my douchey roommate that I'm tossing out all his tea if he's doing this on purpose. I'm going to have a Boston Tea Party in the bathtub! Minus the un-PC costumes.

[driftsintobuffetline]

I'm going to paint the apartment pink!! Hello Kitty style!

[driftsintobuffetline]

Wtever-lovingf guys? Are you, like, going to Oktoberfest without me or something? This is not cool. Come get me so we can have a party together.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Promise I'm a super-fun drunk.

[driftsintobuffetline]

I'm super fun anyway, who are we kidding?

[driftsintobuffetline]

I want bratwurst ok. If you get Hermann drunk and in lederhosen, I want pictures.

[driftsintobuffetline]

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Oh asnd these are all text messages if that wasn't clear

[driftsintobuffetline]

[In German. Also, he doesn't know if Qubit speaks German and assumes only Hermann will understand this if they're still in possession of their phones.] Whoever has my two asshole friends, please keep them. No, seriously, kindly release them before I come retrieve them myself and kick your asses. I am big, burly, and I know kung fu. I make Chuck Norris cry. Come at me, bro.

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[superposition]

[in English. he did not read all those before sending this.]

NEWTON, IT HAS BEEN THREE AND A HALF MINUTES.

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[driftsintobuffetline]

SO YOU ADMIT IT. that's two and a half minutes too long

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[superposition]

When did I ever say "one minute"? Go back and see if I said that, maybe it'll keep you busy for ten seconds.

Gottlieb's fine. We're heading back now.

[driftsintobuffetline]

minute moment tomayto tomahto still too long dude. Throw him over your shoulder and haul his ass back.

No, you know what? Since you're both probably getting fucked over by the out of bounds step anyway, we might as well all rebel and go kick around Germany a bit, go to Oktoberfest. They do that now iirc. Come on... Or let me go, Hermann and I'll kick around his hometown a while, see sights...idk. Dude, I'm bored.