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I _[s-scribble] think so?

Wally when were you _[Scribble!]
Why are you _[AGAIN!]

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WALLY WHEN DID GET HERE?!
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Last I saw you
We were
You were

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BUT YOU
AND THE
OH GOD

Hi Wally

...how did you-- never mind. I've been here for, uh... ten days now.

And are you sure you're okay? Cause you're really not acting it. Just calm down, okay? I know it's a lot to take in and--

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Wait. How did you know it was me?

Y _{[Slight scribble--mostly dots where the pen tip was tapped nervously]} you always scrawled funny--wrote your 'I'S all weird when you got rushed. Got called over to your place a lot only to find out you'd run off to save the day, leaving be behind with a note and

THATS NOT THEPOINT WALLY
~~HOW COULD~~ ~~CAN YOU~~ _{[Grammar be damned]}

TEN DAYS!
That CAN'T be right! I was just in KCPD central holding and you
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You--
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The last time I saw you, you punched us in the face and left us for Zatanna. But I'd heard--

What happened to you? Why are you here? Are you okay? Are you

Sstill mad?

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...okay I have seriously no idea what you're talking about. Uh, I mean, I'm just a forensics lab guy down in Central, so you must be thinking of someone else.

And even if I was someone like that, which I'm not, why would I be mad at you?

Y You are a JACKASS!
Wally, when did you get here and what's going on because people keep--

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How could you be here for ten days MISTER FORENSICS GUY, if you
Wait.

I thought you were a mechanic?

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No, definitely forensics. ~~not gonna forget that in a hurry~~ Have been for a while now. Why would I be a mechanic?

And I already told you, I got here ten days ago and things are... really weird. It's kinda hard to explain. Have you heard about the monsters yet?

You'd be a mechanic because that's what you've -always- been with the PD. Barry was the forensics man.

And please please tell me you all are kidding about the monsters. I'm trying to convince myself severely and desperately that this place is -normal-.

And you--you're not a patient here, are you?

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Uh, no? Sorry? I've always been forensics. I mean, Uncle Barry inspired me there, but--

Wait. How do you know about my uncle? Dude, are you stalking me? 'Cause that's not cool.

And if by 'patient' you mean 'kidnapped and held captive like everyone else', then yeah. Sorry, uh, Piper. But this place isn't normal by a long shot. How much have you heard?

What the HELL are you talking about? We've worked together for YEARS. Heck, Mick LIVED with Barry for a span. We all went up against him back in the day.
_{god i feel old}

And I couldn't have stalked you considering how happy you've always been to drag me around all the time and
...are you really feeling alright or is this some kind of karmic payback for the past year?

_{And maybe I have heard some thing, but I'd rather pretend I never did because I just want to live quietly for once, even if it's under medical and psychiatric evaluation.}

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What? You're kidding, right? You sure you got the right Barry? My uncle doesn't live anywhere near Central, and he's never met you guys, let alone done anything else.

And I don't drag you anywhere ~~unless it's to the station or the hospital or something~~.

Wait, I think I know what's going on. There's a lot of people from different dimensions and stuff here. It's probably something like that.

...listen, whatever you've heard? It's probably true. Specially if it was about monsters and zombies and stuff. Sorry, but it's the truth.

You
Oh

We--We're talking multiverse then, aren't we? If none of what I said registers with you then
And here I thought we were done with messes like this.

Forget I ever said anything, then.
We don't know each other.

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Wait wait wait wait! Dude, I'm not going to drop things just because we might not actually know each other or anything. I mean, sure we're different, maybe, but that doesn't mean we can't speak to each other. Trust me that you're going to need every friend you can get in this place, so don't push me away okay?

Besides, despite what you may think, I am worried about you.

So can we at least meet face to face?

I--

If you want to? There's not much about me any more that's redeeming. ~~Least not to you guys.~~

But I'm in room M112. I think I'm busy tonight. Otherwise I guess I'm free.

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Hey, don't say that! Dude, we haven't even met yet. You don't know how things are going to turn out.

Okay, I'll keep an eye out and see if I can find you today or something. Just be careful until then, okay?

I'm not hard to miss--red hair and all.

I'll be on the lookout for you too.

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