IdentityUnknown

I know that last sentence very well...

Fine. I'll say it now and give it two hours and fifteen minutes to dissipate. I like you, Mark. More than a friend and probably more than I should. So...yeah, I love you Mark. ...I'm gonna leave now.

Okay... Well, I've known worse. But honestly? You had your older brother go to my friend's house?

If that's it... I'm dead.

I feel unfortunate that I happen to know two Zachs...

One of the Bunker Boys.

I think he means the opposite... I'm going to spend 45 more minutes with you guys, then avoid Victor at all costs.

Enchanted - Taylor Swift. I blame my roommate.

^ This. Hope you're ok.

I'm going to see... I am stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

On HERE I drive. As for IRL, who knows?

10 years later I will say something.

IdentityUnknown needed info. Lots of it. And the best person to go to? C. IdentityUnknown brought out her phone and called C. After driving aimlessly for a while, IdentityUnknown deemed it safe to drive S's car to her apartment. She parked it two blocks away at a parking lot and quickly walked back to her building. Today was officially exhausting. But who had been following her? And why? Her mind began to speculate when she made it stop. She didn't know if she wanted to know.

Easy. You know, I have considered situations like this more than once and I wondered if I was going to have someone in my camp-thing that liked DC. Both came true. I also find I can occasionally 'predict' what somebody is going to say. And...I wished on a penny the dat before I came on campus. My wish came true the very next day. Though I must say I didn't think it would happen that way...

Shut up before I take it back. I have officially jinxed myself. And coins tossed in wishing fountains actually seem to work.

This is unfair...

Oh god...you brought your entire taskforce?

I'll do it. *hugs Mark* There.

...

How'd you convince your friend to join in onthis? Gotta go. See you guys!

O.o Way past curfew. I'm going soon.

IdentityUnknown definitely wasn't going to be a sitting duck. Two blocks before S's house, she told the driver to circle the building and drop her off. She paid the fare then hopped into a silver car parked into the corner: S's car. She'd agreed to lend it to IdentityUnknown for now. IdentityUnknown started driving.

There's something called economy class.