[he had been doing so much thinking over the last two weeks, and doing odd projects around the Arcade for Elias had been helping to calm and focus his mind. he'd just finished washing his hands after tinkering on a pinball machine in the Arcade, and was opening up his laptop to fire off a message to -
oh.
despite the dread that starts to circle like creeping fog in the pit of his stomach as he reads, Norman's still smiling when he types his response. because, well:]
Your ears must've been burning. I was literally just about to send you something. I'm doing fairly well - I actually had a few things I was hoping to meet with you and talk about, too. And Bruno was one of them.
<DrOsborn>
oh.
despite the dread that starts to circle like creeping fog in the pit of his stomach as he reads, Norman's still smiling when he types his response. because, well:]
Your ears must've been burning. I was literally just about to send you something. I'm doing fairly well - I actually had a few things I was hoping to meet with you and talk about, too. And Bruno was one of them.
I'm free now if you'd like to meet me somewhere.