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Sergeant Grey:
Has anyone heard from Bradford or Chen? Neither of them called in.
Angela Lopez:
That's weird. Lucy would text in even if she was on her deathbed.
Nyla Harper:
And Tim would show up to work from his deathbed.
Aaron Thorsen:
Maybe they're sick?
Sergeant Grey:
If they were, one of them would have let me know. I'm sending someone to do a welfare check.
Angela Lopez:
Oooo, who's the lucky person?
Sergeant Grey:
Nolan and Celina.
John Nolan:
Wait, what?? Why me??
Celina Juarez:
And why am I getting dragged into this?
Sergeant Grey:
Because you two are the closest.
John Nolan:
That's a fancy way of saying "you're already in the car, turn around."
Sergeant Grey:
Exactly.
— 15 minutes later —
John Nolan:
We're here. Knocking. No answer.
Celina Juarez:
I don't feel any bad energy coming from inside, so they're not dead.
Angela Lopez:
Oh, great, mystery solved. 🙄 Knock louder.
John Nolan:
I am knocking louder! I sound like the police!
Angela Lopez:
...You are the police.
John Nolan:
Not the point.
Celina Juarez:
I have a feeling Tim's gonna be pissed if we wake him up.
Nyla Harper:
Oh, definitely. But do it anyway.
— 5 minutes later —
John Nolan:
Update: They're fine. Just completely passed out.
Sergeant Grey:
That's it?
Celina Juarez:
That's it. When Tim finally answered the door, he looked at us like we were ghosts, grunted, and slammed the door in our faces.
Angela Lopez:
😂😂😂
Celina Juarez:
Lucy was still asleep. We tried calling her name—nothing. They were out.
Nyla Harper:
Wait, wait, wait. Tim Bradford didn't wake up immediately?
John Nolan:
Nope. I thought I was about to have to break in.
Angela Lopez:
Oh, they were definitely up all night doing something. 👀
Aaron Thorsen:
👀👀👀
Sergeant Grey:
Lopez.
Angela Lopez:
I'm just saying! If they're that exhausted, there's only one explanation.
Celina Juarez:
Actually, there could be a deeper reason—
Angela Lopez:
Nope. Not today, Celina. We're going with my theory. 😏
Celina Juarez:
But I was gonna say maybe their energies are just totally drained from—
Angela Lopez:
Uh-huh, sure. Or they were just having too much fun last night.
Sergeant Grey:
Lopez.
Angela Lopez:
I'll stop! But when they wake up, I am roasting them.
John Nolan:
Yeah, well, good luck with that. Because at this rate? I don't think they're waking up anytime soon.
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