[Ion didn't always make a habit of looking at his mailbox--it's rare he finds anything but emptiness--but fortunately for Anise his restlessness and found him checking much more often. Startled by the note's urgency and conflicted feelings rising up from his stomach at the name signed at the bottom, he folds the note up, puts it in his pocket, and makes his way down to the cafeteria as fast as he can.
When he arrives, he's a bit breathless and red-faced, but nonetheless conscious. It doesn't take long to spot Anise.]
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When he arrives, he's a bit breathless and red-faced, but nonetheless conscious. It doesn't take long to spot Anise.]
Anise. I came as fast as I could. What's wrong?