No Mask Required

Hours till Home

Kirk Pulls beside the fun house to let Chatterbox out, "You need anything from me, bub?"

"Nah Kirk, I think I'm good."

"Well, I'm gonna be up for a while, man, so if you think of something, just let me know, okay?"

"Thanks, Kirk!"

Chatterbox walks into the house, and exhaustion hits like a ton of bricks, He makes it up the stairs. Walks to the doorway of his and Cups bedroom, realizing that he hasn't slept in their room since she slept snuggled next to him.
"Wait, have I yuckin slept at all?!" Chatterbox removes his mask for the first time since Cups has been gone. He put it on 3 days ago when getting ready for the day, and it hasn't been removed. "I couldn't possibly have slept." He looks at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes are bloodshot circles beneath them. "I've got to yuckin lay down and nap, only for a little bit."

*Dialing Out*
Kirk
"What's up, Chatty?"

"I just realized something, Kirk. I haven't slept in three yuckin days, I've got to take a nap, but I can only sleep for like an hour. Can you Yuckin call me to make sure I'm awake? "

"You're telling me you haven't fuckin slept in three god damn days chatterbox? But you haven't been worried or missing Cups? You're a fuckin liar Chatterbox! You've been missing her so bad your ass had damn insomnia!"

"Kirk, just please tell me you'll yuckin wake me up!"

"I got you bud get some fuckin sleep!"

"One Yuckin hour KIRK!"

"Uh huh"

"Okay bye"

Chatterbox lays down on his back. Specifically choosing cups pillow. "I do miss you so yuckin' much Cups. You can never leave again!" Chatterbox turning over on his side, placing his mask beside him. "There is no one at here it'll be fiiine!"
Chatterbox lays there trying his best to fall asleep, his eyes are so heavy, but he just can't seem to drift into a dream land filled with him holding his cups in his arms.

Chatterbox turns over on his back and picks up his phone. "Guess I'm not going to yuckin sleep until she's home. He says. "ARG, that won't be for another 8 yuckin hours!"
The lock screen on his phone shows
*20 MISSED CALLS*
RAY MOND

"What the actually yuck she's not even supposed to yuckin be home yet what the yuck is happening here!"

*Dialing Out*
Ray Mond

No answer

*Dialing Out*
Ray Mond

*Dialing Out*
Ray Mond

Chatterbox heart starts beating faster. "She's not supposed to be home, I don't have any yucking text from her, and now she's not answering. Something is yucked up with this."

*Dialing Out*
Kirk

"Hey bub, did you have a nice nap?"

"Kirk, where are you at?" Chatterbox screatches into the phone.
"Uh, I'm over on Grove Street getting a lock pick from Max. What's up Chatterbox you sound like your stressed the fuck out man?"

"Kirk I need you to ask Max if he's seen Ray Mond."

"Uh okay Chatterbox I can, but she isn't home yet right?"

"NO that's why I need you to ask because, I haven't been to sleep yet, and I went to look at my phone and I had 20 yucking missed calls and she's not even supposed to be back in the city yet! Now I'm yucking worried, and I don't even know where to start!?"

"Ok Chatty, calm the fuck down. It gon'be alright okay, is there anyone that would have her fuckin' phone?"
"Not that I yuckin' know of." Chatterbox voice cracks, "I swear to yuck kirk if something has happened to her, I will lose my yuckin mind!"
"Now we ain't gonna jump into the god dammed ocean like the fuckin Titanic is sinkin' Chatty! I said calm the Hell down!"