((just got back from a call regarding a suicide scare. We happened to live nearby where we thought our friend was… but he’d moved before tonight so we weren’t sure where he was.

But the family says police are at his current house and they’re trying to confirm if he’s there. His car is, so that points to yes…

I dunno if I’ll be in a position to post updates until much later. This person to me is a ‘friend of a friend’ so I’m not very close in his network at all.

Again, police are involved now so they should have a better shot at figuring it out than me.

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No- I don’t think- I don’t know.

Well…. if it is, let me know, okay?

*peeks into the pot* The ice is melted. Wanna feel the water? See if it’s cool enough?

*Max stuck his hand in the water before grabbing three(3) more ice cubes and tossing them in* almost.

Alright. *Carlos grabs an ice cube out of the pitcher and pops it in his mouth, crunching it with his teeth.*

Have you ever tried the hairspray lighter thing? *max took one of the ice cubes and put it in his mouth*

Yes, and it is very dangerous. I suggest, before doing that, you find a nice open space away from anything flammable. *how can one be noisy eating ice? Who knows, but Carlos is noisy*

Well that’s damn impossible since this is the middle of the forrest almost.

Well, then wait until you can find a nice parking lot to do it in. With adult supervision.

That’s not as fun..

… You could set up a tower of paper cups to hit with the flames?

“Quick, take my hand, it’s urgent!” (whispers-of-change)

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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She
smiled, letting out a soft, breathy laugh. “Glad I don’t sound as crazy
as I thought,” she said softly. “So, uh, you said you had a few
different degrees, huh? What’s that like? You must be, like, super
smart.”

Carlos’ smile turned sheepish and he shrugged his shoulders
slightly. “Yeah, I… I guess I’m smart. Book-smart, I mean. It’s… Well, I’m not
quite sure how to explain it. I just… know things that most other people don’t,
I guess? Like, the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. But of course,
sometimes, I don’t know something. Like if you ask me about plants, I wouldn’t
know. I’m a scientist, not a botanist. Y’know?”