[ the two pings from her device draws caitlin's attention. whatever confused, but happy smile his initial greeting gives her is wiped away by his second, panicked response. she scrolls up to see what caused this reaction, what had been sent out (because it wasn't by her hand). and she sighs. ]
Jeff, hi. It's okay, you're okay. You're good.
[ and while this may not be truthful, she doesn't mind. she likes him, after all. ]
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Jeff, hi. It's okay, you're okay. You're good.
[ and while this may not be truthful, she doesn't mind. she likes him, after all. ]
You're supposed to get this. ;)