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Anne Boonchuy had just come from a long shift from working at the aquarium. She was now laying on her couch on her phone scrolling through the news thinking about her old childhood friends who had now come in contact a few months ago to celebrate her birthday. Sasha Waybright was a therapist or psychology doctor and Marcy Wu was an online graphic novel author and illustrator which was pretty popular. 10 years had passed since the last time they had been to amphibia, 10 years since she died, 10 years since they had fought in a war and saved the world , 10 years since everything changed…. Anne had put her phone and buried her head in her hands sitting up from the couch cracking a few stiff bones, wiping a few stray tears and sat back down.
Anne grabs her phone and clicks on messenger and taps on a group chat named Calamity Trio with 2 other people who were Sasha and Marcy. Anne takes a deep inhale and texts.
Calamity Trio ❤️💙💚
💙: Is any1 up?
💚: Yup! Just finishing off some final panels and I’m good to go :). Anyway, why'd you text?
❤️: I just finished off my shift and heading home rn so yes im up
💚: Are you driving and texting?! Sasha you know you can’t do that! It’s dangerous :((.
💙: Yh Sasha be more responsible
❤️: Oh come on!! Marcy walks while on her phone or switch and is normally in her “zone”!! She even walked into traffic that one time in middle school and still accidentally does it.
💙: That 2. U 2 r both irresponsible /j
💚: Oh man :(, but those were accidents.
❤️: Yeah I know dont worry.
💚: ☺️
Anne let out a little chuckle, she had missed this. Anne smiled to herself until she saw a notification that had popped up at the top of her screen with a ping.
xxx-xxx-xxx had made 4 group chats with you and others!
Curious and weirded out, how did someone find her phone number and why 4 group chats? Anne clicked on the notification transitioning her screen to another chat. Anne’s eyes widened, on the top it wrote.
Wartwood