MASK OR MENACE IC INBOX

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WALLY WEST
"You've reached the personal voice mail of the Wall-man. The honor is yours! Leave your deets, I'll holla back atcha."
[ BEEP. ]

KID FLASH
"This is the contact for Kid Flash. If it's an emergency, call Robin; he'll know where I am. Otherwise, leave your info and I'll get you back ASAP."
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( Please specify in tag subject line if the contact is for Wally West or Kid Flash! )

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dude its only cause he put off seeing anyone for like a day when he came back i didnt wanna do that to him too

[Someone has to break the Allen sulking curse.]

uggghhhhh its not easy to run that many states yknow

[But he's already pulling up a map on his phone just to point himself in the right direction. He... really shouldn't give in and see Wally now. But maybe if it's quick... If it's just a fast hug before he bolts to El Paso for a while and gets his head on straight--

Maybe then Wally won't be able to see just how bitter Bart is about the Porter deciding to mess with their lives again.]

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fine ill go to you are you in jackson still

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yeah i am

theres a mall kinda by the 220 i can meet you there

[And at the very least, waiting for Wally will give him enough time to achieve some semblance of normalcy.]

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ok im there r u in the food court

i hope u r bc thats where im headed

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yeah i am kinda near the chicken place

[It's weird, he hadn't even noticed where he'd decided to plop himself down until Wally asked. And now that he does know, he can't even really force himself to get up and go get food before Wally actually got there.

So whenever Wally does make his way to the food court, he'll find Bart sitting at one of the tables, slumped forward with one elbow on the table, his cheek all smushed up against his hand, the other hand serving as a means of amusement as he vibrates it just enough to just barely sink into the table before pulling it back up.

Basically: he's the epitome of sulking teenager.]

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[That cinnamon burn of jealousy that always stabs into his gut whenever Wally sees Bart so effortlessly do something he's shed blood to fail at isn't as sharp as usual. Maybe it's that bummed expression on his face.

Wally brings over four beef and broccoli bowls when he sits down. Important things.]

Dude. You look pissed. [His fingers twitch at his side. He kind of wants to grab Bart and hug him, but not when he looks like that.]