A Fortunately Timed Message

It was a strange salvation that came to Fredrick that night. A call from work of all things. A minor miracle in of itself. He got the ping about halfway through the first act. The texture of the communication told him it was priority mail. Something urgent.

He silently opened the communication. As he did, he remained motionless in his seat, eyes staring off blankly into space. When he finished reading and processing, he started to rise suddenly from his seat. A male doll in a tux walked over, waiting for any kind of request.

"Hey babe." He told Victoria wordlessly. He put a hand on her shoulder. "I just got a message from work. It's an emergency."

"I'd hope to at least keep you until Là ci darem La Mano." She smiled at him. A silent approval to leave. "I'm sure you're absolutely broken up about having to leave early.

"I'm destroyed." He gave her shoulder a squeeze and turned to leave. The male doll stepped out of his way to allow him an easier path to the exit. "I'll try to be home later, okay?"

As he opened the door, Victoria said one last thing.

"I can only shudder to imagine what you will miss if I have to go to bed by yourself. You and I both know that dolls alone are not enough for a proper man. So try to be home. For your sake."

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