[Huvrye had been idly scrolling through the food delivery app - Mark had really helped him out by showing him that one - when a call comes through and he nearly drops the phone.]
[It's Hunter. Huvrye has been getting Hunter's texts, and it's not enough to assuage the worry, but they've at least been consistent as promised. But he'd told Hunter to call if he needed anything, and now Hunter is calling-]
[He fumbles the phone and manages to answer.]
Hunter? Are you oka-
[-that's not Hunter.]
[That's not Hunter.]
[His stomach plummets abruptly, and then the rest of the world drops away, leaving nothing but pinpoint focus and the awful feeling that he's going to need to move very fast very soon and that he might already be too late.]
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[It's Hunter. Huvrye has been getting Hunter's texts, and it's not enough to assuage the worry, but they've at least been consistent as promised. But he'd told Hunter to call if he needed anything, and now Hunter is calling-]
[He fumbles the phone and manages to answer.]
Hunter? Are you oka-
[-that's not Hunter.]
[That's not Hunter.]
[His stomach plummets abruptly, and then the rest of the world drops away, leaving nothing but pinpoint focus and the awful feeling that he's going to need to move very fast very soon and that he might already be too late.]
Yeah, I am. Is he okay?