Decryption 52% · timestamp suspiciously precise · tone: gloating
They booked the wrong twin and slid a tray of accidental flies under his door. He thanked them. Of course he thanked them.
Somewhere a detective is comparing two tongue-prints under glass and arriving, slowly, at an inconvenient ████.
I am not worried. Worry is for frogs who left a print. I left a his.
— broadcast from across the water, with a colder laugh