Stepping Back from the Abyss and Other Texts

Who: Dean and various text messages (to Charlotte, Caleb, Herbert, Joshua, Isaac, Peyton, Sammy, Stacey, Thom, Sophie, Billy, Thia and Oz)
Where: Text message
When: Late afternoon

Dean sat by himself in his room, the components of his phone strewn around him as he fitted everything together and set it to charge. He knew he should probably leave it for however many hours before using it, but he'd never been the most patient of guys, so he flipped it open, turned it on and started adding numbers from the notebook on his desk. He'd learned early on that when you tended to break electrical things, having important information on bits of paper was a really, really good idea. He couldn't break paper.

That took him a while, but that done, he messaged everyone who'd need it with a simple message. Hi, changed my number. Now on this one. Sorry. Dean.

That done, he also sent a further text to Caleb. Talked to Thia, it's all off. We'll find another way. D. It was vague and kind of cryptic, but he didn't much want to have the word 'murder' down where anyone could find it. And he didn't want things hanging until he next saw the guy - which would be in art class tomorrow. Not the best time to be discussing things like that.