Owen Jones Smith (Oregon)

@xXWyomingXx 
          "I- I'' try to find you! I will!"
          
          ((see you))

@xXWyomingXx "Lyra run!" Owen shouts. He's pacing hard through the kitchen, unable to believe he isn't capable of helping.

@xXWyomingXx Owens heart is pounding as he listens to the voices on the phone.

@xXWyomingXx "Lyra? Who are you talking to?" he barely pushed out.

@xXWyomingXx Owen froze as he was hearing the conversation.

@xXWyomingXx "LYRA! LYRA WHERE ARE YOU!" he cried into the phone.

@xXWyomingXx "Shhhh~ shhh~ everything is going to be alright," Oregon started. "Everything is going to be alright. You just need to stay strong. Just ask me if you have any questions." There was some worry in his tone.

@xXWyomingXx The state bit his lip as a memory flashed over his eyes. "Don't worry, I- I know you Wyoming. You're strong. I mean- you're he first in America to have women's freedom to vote don't you?" He chuckled nervously.

@xXWyomingXx There was another loud bang. Quickly Oregon picked up the phone again. "Seems like you have an interesting story..."

@xXWyomingXx "Y-yeah." Owen's voice sounded a bit distant but it sounded closer. "I- I dropped the phone is all..." A moment of silence passed. "So why were the people angry?"