[voice message]

[hardtoignore]

[The sound of Clarence's voice is somewhat hushed but obviously annoyed. In the background could be heard the droning of a bathroom fan and water running as though a shower were being had.]

So my phone got destroyed in the hubbub we had to deal with and, lucky me, I got chewed out the moment things went back to normal for running away, like I had any freaking control over whateven that was. The only thing that kept Phil and Kris from throwing me out for being an ungrateful urchin was that I started bawling my eyes out the moment I got home and suddenly they thought I got mixed up with, I dunno, a gang or something?

[Clarence is a bit breathless now, his voice pitching mildly hysterical, but after a moment of just breathing on his end of the line he seems to regain himself.]

Anyway... I've basically been under house arrest and have been stuck playing board games and crap with whichever one is home to make sure I'm not, I dunno, shooting up cocaine or whatever they think I was doing all the time away. But the worst thing is, I can't even tell them what the heck happened for reals, so they're just left wondering if I'm hiding something from them and that's... that's just really crappy to do but I...

[Where he had been worked up before, it seemed like Clarence was losing steam. His voice dropped lower, sounding far too much like the lost teenager he was.]

... What am I supposed to do about this?

[[OOC: It can be assumed that anyone who wants to remain in contact with Clarence after this can get his new contact information by handwaving that they PM'd him after this post.]

Comments

[hardtoignore]

Oh definitely. I'm sure they won't kick me out immediately or anything, but I just kinda wonder if it would be easier on them to cut ties after I'm gone for good.

Concern isn't something I'm used to dealing with from guardians. This latest pair has been... an experience.