[Well, it's now officially the morning after Clarke Griffin's impromptu weed adventure the evening prior. After a series of exchanged texts truly running the gamut of topics both ridiculous and disconcertingly sincere, Jade had at least managed to eventually usher her to sleeping, and there's no response to her parting dream well wishes.
.....Until a bit past nine the next day, anyway. Plenty of time for Clarke to awaken and get oriented to the best of her ability, ideally. At which point, she'd find a response from a particular address finally cropping up:]
Good morning to you! Whenever you might eventually wake 🌞😊 Still alive and functional over there, I hope? No late-onset poisoning or bizarre after-effects?
[You know, the kinds of things anyone would ask, when checking in on the wellbeing of a friend!]
casually backdates this to nov 8thish
.....Until a bit past nine the next day, anyway. Plenty of time for Clarke to awaken and get oriented to the best of her ability, ideally. At which point, she'd find a response from a particular address finally cropping up:]
Good morning to you! Whenever you might eventually wake 🌞😊 Still alive and functional over there, I hope? No late-onset poisoning or bizarre after-effects?
[You know, the kinds of things anyone would ask, when checking in on the wellbeing of a friend!]