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It’s a relaxing afternoon. Mateo has the day off from his rescue missions. He sits on the couch in his apartment, watching television while petting Davi. It’s not often that Mateo gets the chance to relax with his boy. Typically, the two of them, along with the rest of Mateo’s animals, are out in the wild, searching for lost humans and animals. Having a moment away from his work is a blessing, though he enjoys his work more than anything. Unfortunately for him, the moment is interrupted by his phone buzzing. Mateo reaches for the phone in his pocket and sees the screen glow with a text from Lyric.
14:25 (lyricature): Hello, my snuggle buddy! Did you happen to check your mail today?
Now that Mateo thinks about it, he hasn’t checked the mail for a few days. Hopefully there isn’t anything too important in there.
14:26 (mantarraya): hey lyric! i didn’t, why? is there something there?
14:27 (lyricature): I got an invitation to some sort of game day. I suggest you take a look yourself.
As much as Mateo is loving his Davi time, he thinks he should probably check his mail, especially if Lyric is texting him about it. The two of them have been close since they were just blankets and books. If Lyric wants him to look into something, Mateo’s going to do it. Mateo places his phone in his pocket, stands up from the couch, and walks to his front door. Davi follows him and paws at his leg.
“Aww, Davi, it’s okay! I’ll be right back!” Mateo smiles as he gives Davi a small pat on the head.
Mateo exits his apartment and makes his way to the mailroom. He finds his apartment number and inserts the key in the mailbox slot. Upon opening the mailbox, he sees a small pink and yellow envelope lying inside. He picks up the envelope and reads the front. It’s from Skylar. Mateo immediately opens the envelope and is greeted with an invitation written in cursive letters, featuring a border with a pattern similar to Skylar’s skirt from the pre-realization days.
You are cordially invited to the first-ever Dateable Games!
Join us at Coolsville Plaza on September 5th at 10am for a competition you’ll never forget!
~Mateo Manta - Group 5~
Skylar Specs & The Sassy Chap
Mateo pulls out his phone and snaps a picture of the invitation, replying to Lyric.
14:34 (mantarraya): is this what you mean?
14:35 (lyricature): Yes! I tried to ask Skylar about it, but she didn’t give me much information to work with. I think it’s a Dateable Olympics? Perhaps it’s more of a field day?
14:36 (mantarraya): not sure. what group are you in?
14:37 (lyricature): I am in Group 8. I’m unsure how these were determined, but hopefully we have decent teams.
14:37 (mantarraya): aw.. hope i’ll see you sometime that day!
14:38 (lyricature): I’ll ensure it happens, buddy. I’d love to see you again.
14:38 (mantarraya): me too! i’m excited already!
Mateo’s not the most competitive person, but a reunion with his former housemates excites him. He’s not sure what to expect, but Mateo is just happy for a chance to see his friends.