mach four. text.

[tardily]

[ Barry knows fully well that this question should be asked over video or over voice, but with how things can be and how he knows might react to some answers, it's probably safer to just stay with text for now. ]

Does anyone believe that there's people you're just supposed to meet? I don't know if I'd call it fate, but I mean the idea that there are just some people you're supposed to know no matter what. That the universe or universes figure out a way to make everything line up even if it really shouldn't. Or it makes no sense for it to happen and yet it does anyway.

I know asking this is weird considering what happened earlier this month but...I went home and when I got back I started thinking about it. That maybe here you meet people you're supposed to and maybe at home you do and if you're lucky they somehow intersect. It's cheesy, but...sometimes you just have to wonder if certain things are supposed to be fixed in your life.

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[tardily]

You're not the only dick Wells in the multiverse. And you may have murdered his dog because of the accelerator explosion.

[ What do you mean half of that isn't true? No one knows except Jay if Harrison also murdered his dog. He likes Harry enough but he wouldn't put it past him. ]

I haven't quite mastered the art of going forward in time. Even with the speed force. What comes around just comes around because I haven't been able to do the goes around part enough.

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Fairly certain no animals were harmed in the explosion.

[The comment Barry makes may seem cryptic to him, but it's rather straightforward. Multiverse, always such a tricky thing.]

Someday. Surely we will meet again somewhere, some time.

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[tardily]

You sure about that?

[ Dear, Eobard, why didn't you tell him about these things beforehand? He'd have liked to know about multiverse stuff. ]

With less fighting?