Mystic Messenger Chat Room Times Novels & Stories

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She’d meant to write a new stock analysis article, but her thoughts were all over the place, still spinning with everything about the upcoming flash wedding. Her messenger icon blinked, accompanied by a series of soft beeps. Pulled out of her reverie, she reached for the mouse and clicked it open. Market Gods Group Chat Miles: “Madame Lee and White-Coat have been awfully quiet lately. What’s keeping you two so busy? @Madame Lee @White-Coat Deity” Mason: “Madame Lee’s still posting market reviews. She just hasn’t been chatting here.” Elliot: “They’re important people now, unlike you slackers with nothing better to do.”

Adrian Can Wait. The message arrives at 11 PM Singapore time, which is the middle of the night and also, therefore, Adrian's way of reminding me he operates on his own schedule and expects me to do the same. Three weeks in. What do you have? I'm sitting on the edge of the hotel bed—a room Celeste's office booked for me, which is either professional courtesy or surveillance, possibly both—with my shoes off and my jacket over the chair and the kind of tiredness that's more mental than physical. My laptop is open on the desk. My phone is in my hand. The message glows up at me, blue on black, demanding.

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“Same old dirty schemes.” I shrugged. “Nothing I can't handle.” A look flashed across Ryder's face but it was gone before I could decipher what it was. “I have forwarded your early morning schedule for tomorrow to you,” he said. “And most important, you are scheduled to appear on The Chat Room as early as 8:00am. They want to discuss your recent projects and probably share some behind the scenes story.” The Chat Room is a popular morning talk show and I have already made several appearances as a guest on it.

"She'll know soon. I believe plenty of people will show up when Heartbound Hall reopens." Aria didn't forget about what she should do as a streamer. "Thank you to everyone who had just joined. The free consultation sessions have come to an end. If you still want to consult me, you're welcome to head to Heartbound Hall in Clearwater Alley." Yearning: "Will you be there?" Aria pressed on her mic. "Of course." SafetyIsAFortune: "I've just looked it up. It's not in my city." Aria continued to answer questions. "Thank you for following me, everyone. Those from other cities are welcome to consult me online. Heartbound Hall will stream every day at 9:30 am for an hour and a half. I'm going to end t

she shouts back. I find no other choice but to subtly clench my fists. If I keep this up, the outer end of the emergency room is where I'd be standing until sunrise. ◢ ◣ Saturday comes, and I'm preparing myself to go meet up with Mystic-Shadow. I'd gotten a message saying, “If you need to contact me, use this e-mail address!” so now we were e-mailing, now. It seemed Mystic-Shadow was already waiting. Since I'm not gonna die this weekend, I take back my savings envelope to prepare myself in case I'd have to treat Mystic-Shadow to a drink or whatever.

You bailed on the colloquium. Right. That. I scrubbed a hand down my face. Something came up. I’ll explain later. I stared at the message after sending it. I wasn’t explaining anything. There was no version of that conversation that didn’t sound insane. Another buzz. Different number. I frowned, then opened it. Don’t forget. Three days. Saturday. 8pm. -D That was it. No buildup. No softening. Just a time. A place. And her. Something in my chest tightened.

He clicked on the new notification tab and saw that Golden Butterfly had replied to his message. [Hello Mister Damaged! Let's have another training session, tomorrow. I will also answer your queries or question regarding the Odin-Space, as promised. I will be online tomorrow at 11 am, we can meet then, ping me in case you aren't available and want to change the timings.] "Hmm, 11 am sounds good to me!" Since Creed had no qualms about it, he replied to her positively. Later for the rest of the day, he spent his time with Hannah in the hospital. The next day he logged in at the agreed time and saw that she was indeed online. He clicked on 'Engage' and appeared inside the arena again.

She opened a WhatsApp group chat. "Look, Felix. This is our group chat for the murder mystery game. I started inviting everyone at 2:00 pm yesterday." As her fingers moved across the screen, Felix observed every detail. The chat clearly showed the time and location of the meeting, along with everyone's confirmations. "See this message? It was sent by one of us at 3:10 pm." Felix frowned. There didn't seem to be anything unusual about it. The message simply read, "I'm in. I won't be late."