Backdated 3/7

[maidhem]

OHMIGOODDDDDD I THINK I BROKE HIM!!!!!!!

[Attached to the sudden message to the network late at night is a photo of Kei Shiragaki underneath a massive pile of boxes that had toppled over at a storage unit somewhere in the middle of town.

Felicia, panicked, did the first thing that came to mind:

Post to Retrospec.]

I swear to god if this is that doll I'm going to scream. Maybe it really was cursed. Maybe we shouldn't have tried to take it from it's lair...
[Following this is more rambling, babbling text message that string together into something nonsensical. Someone, help this girl.]

Comments

[maidhem]

I wouldn't know. I haven't been to church since Mom died, and that was years ago.

Kei seems like he's in good spirits, too. He's making jokes.

[glaciers]

Then he's fine, I think. You don't have to worry too much.
Just watch out for falling boxes.

[maidhem]

But. I can't lift these boxes.

So what do we do about RIGHT NOW?

[glaciers]

Can you push the boxes? It takes less effort to push than lift.

[maidhem]

Um, maybe? Let me try!

[glaciers]

How'd it go?

[maidhem]

Barely managed to move one...

[Courtesy of a terrible Strength stat.]

[glaciers]

Do you need help?

[maidhem]

There's help coming... but if you're the Shouto Todoroki he mentioned, I may need your help with something else on a different day.

[glaciers]

I think there's just one Shouto Todoroki on the network.
What do you need help with?

[maidhem]

Mr. Shiragaki said you could help me with my ice problem!

[glaciers]

Depends on the kind of ice.
What do you need?