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[ The feed turns on, and some people may recognize the familiar face of Reggie Mantle that graces the screen-- albeit, looking slightly differently than the last time he was here. His hair is a little bit longer, and he's rocking a very classy, tasteful black-shirt-black-vest ensemble, topped off with a pair of dark, dark sunglasses and a toothpick idly perched in his mouth. ]
Yo. Don't call it a comeback or anything, but you can all relax now and stop missing me so much. It's me, Reggie-- or "Mantle the Magnificent", as some of you may know me better. Here I am. [ Whether he likes it or not, babey...! ] And apparently some of you wasted no freaking time before robbing me. You know who you are: give me my shit back. Give me my car and my dog back.
[ He's pretty sure he knows who you are, too, and so is being extremely generous by not making this a naming-names sort of call-out. But his much-emptier-than-usual apartment is probably somewhat visible behind him anyway.
Reggie's not interested in dealing with that right now, though, not after everything else he's just been through. Investigating the looting and the other messes made in his apartment can... wait, at least one night. ]
Has it really only been like, a week since I left, though? Cuz for me it was almost a year. I mean, at least I didn't miss Christmas, but suddenly I'm like, five months away from turning 18.
[ N B D. On either count; Christmas is still a few months away back home, so that would have sucked, but he's not nearly as close to his 18th birthday there as he is now. He reaches up as if to adjust his sunglasses, then catches himself, dropping his hand before he touches them and focusing instead on just opening his bedroom door. ]
The age of lap dances. Just in case anyone wants to start planning the surprise party now.
[ He sets his communicator down, moving off-screen to change into something a little more comfortable, but he doesn't switch the feed off yet-- it isn't long before he appears on-screen again, still wearing his sunglasses, but now also wearing a blue hoodie instead of (or possibly over) his other clothes, and has swapped his toothpick out for a candy cane (since of course he picked some up). Wasting no time trying to settle back in, apparently. ]
But y'know, it feels weird as hell going home and then ending up back here... and I don't mean just cuz some people will break into your place and either rob you or bleed all over it. [ He's not dealing with that right now. Moving on: ] More like how it feels like having whiplash and a hangover at the same time-- like, that can't be that good for our brains.
Yo. Don't call it a comeback or anything, but you can all relax now and stop missing me so much. It's me, Reggie-- or "Mantle the Magnificent", as some of you may know me better. Here I am. [ Whether he likes it or not, babey...! ] And apparently some of you wasted no freaking time before robbing me. You know who you are: give me my shit back. Give me my car and my dog back.
[ He's pretty sure he knows who you are, too, and so is being extremely generous by not making this a naming-names sort of call-out. But his much-emptier-than-usual apartment is probably somewhat visible behind him anyway.
Reggie's not interested in dealing with that right now, though, not after everything else he's just been through. Investigating the looting and the other messes made in his apartment can... wait, at least one night. ]
Has it really only been like, a week since I left, though? Cuz for me it was almost a year. I mean, at least I didn't miss Christmas, but suddenly I'm like, five months away from turning 18.
[ N B D. On either count; Christmas is still a few months away back home, so that would have sucked, but he's not nearly as close to his 18th birthday there as he is now. He reaches up as if to adjust his sunglasses, then catches himself, dropping his hand before he touches them and focusing instead on just opening his bedroom door. ]
The age of lap dances. Just in case anyone wants to start planning the surprise party now.
[ He sets his communicator down, moving off-screen to change into something a little more comfortable, but he doesn't switch the feed off yet-- it isn't long before he appears on-screen again, still wearing his sunglasses, but now also wearing a blue hoodie instead of (or possibly over) his other clothes, and has swapped his toothpick out for a candy cane (since of course he picked some up). Wasting no time trying to settle back in, apparently. ]
But y'know, it feels weird as hell going home and then ending up back here... and I don't mean just cuz some people will break into your place and either rob you or bleed all over it. [ He's not dealing with that right now. Moving on: ] More like how it feels like having whiplash and a hangover at the same time-- like, that can't be that good for our brains.
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[ Sabrina is That Person. Everyone is her cause, even when they don't want to be. ]
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There's obvious hesitation. She bites the inside of her cheek. ]
Okay, fine. But one night. And I can ask Magnus to make sure there's no psychopath hiding in your house.
[ Only she knows it was Michael. Should she contact him to make sure he won't do that again? ]
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[ But, Reggie pretty pleased by this-- not for any devious reasons, but because Reggie actually wasn't really looking that forward to spending a night here alone. This apartment is probably still a lot safer than sleeping back home in Riverdale, but... still. His place is so, so empty. It almost feels emptier than its ever been. ]
But cool-- then after I get Moose back I'll come over.
[ And after he finishes up with any other loose ends that might fall in his lap before he leaves. ]
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[ Though the reality is Sabrina might simply sneak out to Reggie's place and set up a temporary warding spell if he's actually worried about someone sneaking in. It's probably ridiculously easy for imPorts to break into people's houses here. ]
Okay, we have one vacant room at the moment. I'm sure nobody will say anything if it's just the night.
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[ Look, as tempting as the situation could be with a cute boy over, Sabrina is too busy repressing all her feelings on that front. ]
Hm, I'm sure we have clean sheets somewhere to put in the room.
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[ Sigh...... ]
But you know what, it's fine-- I don't even actually mind sleeping at home. It feels like too much of a hassle to get back up again when I only just got back.
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... you're right. It's probably nothing. Your dog must have a strong bite to have gotten that much blood on the floor.
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[ Let him believe this, okay?? ]
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Well, that's because... [ She sighs. ] It's going to sound dumb.
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[ He wants to hear this. ]
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You're from Riverdale, which is basically next door to Greendale. So it's sort of like... having a connection to home?
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Yeah. Why would I think that's dumb?
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