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[fiddlestick]

Do you WANT to find apples? Some of these are from November....

[Gonna be some rotten apples unless they were preserved somehow]

[nachetanya]

It's probably my responsibility to find it...? I wouldn't want someone else to get a rotting box if they've gone bad

[fiddlestick]

Oh yeah...
Though it's not YOUR fault that they didn't get here in time
Or that they went through someone else's mail.

[nachetanya]

Well yeah...

I hope I can find everything either way. And maybe that we can call, soon.

[fiddlestick]

Yeah...though I'm REALLY not looking forward to the first phone call.
From the sound of it, Uncle and Auntie Craig's pretty mad at me for not writing or calling.

[nachetanya]

[ Oh. ]

I guess that's not surprising...

Mom and dad seem to be okay with what I've found so far. I guess it's less surprising when I'm silent.

[fiddlestick]

Well, you've always been pretty free-spirited...

[He uploads a screenshot of a letter from his aunt. It's a clearly angry worded letter, like a parent whose at their wits end. There's lines like "This silent treatment is childish", "This isn't how a Craig acts", and "Your father would be ashamed of you" - and so on. The implications throughout the letter are clear, he was in big trouble and he better contact them ASAP if he didn't want things to get worse.]

That's from February.

[nachetanya]

[ . . . ]

I don't think I can help by writing something, can I?

[ She would try, or appeal to her parents, but... ]

[fiddlestick]

Probably not...I still can't send messages out.

[He had tried to send emails to his friends back in NYC, and facebook messages- but it was errors once again]

[nachetanya]

Honestly...

Tell me if you figure something else I can do. I know I have no sway on the Craigs, but still.

[fiddlestick]

Thanks Natty.

I feel really bad. I know we couldn't help being cut off, but they must be really upset.

[nachetanya]

Of course they would be but...

Oh, it really is unfair! Not being able to explain anything evenly, and all!

[fiddlestick]

I know....

Then again, even if I could reach them, how would I explain?
They'd never believe anything about the app.

[nachetanya]

I *know* that! It doesn't make it right!

[fiddlestick]

I know.
I wish I knew what to do.
I feel like I'm watching a crash happen
Except I'm in it, and there's nothing I can do.

[nachetanya]

[ She......... hmmm. ]

The minute we can go over there, I'll help you get there! And promise not to make a scene.

[fiddlestick]

Thanks Natty.

I'm gonna try asking Zee about communication. Maybe he can tell me something

[nachetanya]

And maybe this time he can decide if the world's an onion or a cake.

[fiddlestick]

Uh

Okay...?

[Is he missing something???]

[nachetanya]

He couldn't decide which sort of layers it was that the world was made of.

[fiddlestick]

Oh...

[a pause]

I'd consider it more a symphony than any food.

[nachetanya]

Like different people playing at different times?

[fiddlestick]

Yeah!

Every person has their own melody to play - each one important! And they sound nice enough on their own, but when you put a bunch of them together do you get the big picture- a whole new sound.

[nachetanya]

It doesn't seem like the layers of the world can "hear" each other, though... so is it really still like that?

[fiddlestick]

It's a metaphor Natty....?

But I think they used to be more connected. Until...whatever happened to separate everything.