( he doesn't message quentin straight away. it's a little while later — not long enough that it's completely out of the blue, but enough time that it's clear he's spent SOME TIME thinking about whether to reach out or not.
(if daphne had still been here, he'd have reached out to her instead, said something cryptic about how quentin hadn't seemed like himself and he needs checking on, but she's not. he doesn't know anyone else that quentin's friends with — or if he does, he doesn't know they know quentin.)
so— )
Hey.
( first message: sent. then the tricky part: what the fuck to actually say.
"want to tell me why you strung me up, upside down?" "feel like elaborating on why you were talking to me like I was you?" "what the fuck was that about?" )
text, un: mk
(if daphne had still been here, he'd have reached out to her instead, said something cryptic about how quentin hadn't seemed like himself and he needs checking on, but she's not. he doesn't know anyone else that quentin's friends with — or if he does, he doesn't know they know quentin.)
so— )
( first message: sent. then the tricky part: what the fuck to actually say.
"want to tell me why you strung me up, upside down?"
"feel like elaborating on why you were talking to me like I was you?"
"what the fuck was that about?" )
( #nailedit??? )