IC Voicemail

[everysecond]

...Wait so I'm supposed to do what with this?

I guess I leave a message.

Hey, this is Rileyable Riley. Leave a message.

So does that work?




[ooc: Leave a message for her!]

Comments

action;

[everysecond]

[It's embarrassing but she allows it, kissing her back even. She probably looks dumb with a hand on her face while she does this but oh well.]

action;

[tonsofpun]

I meant it. Cheesy or not.

You never should've... things should have been different.

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[everysecond]

Things were the way they were supposed to be. Wondering how we could change them doesn't fix the problem. Now we just have to live with what we have, make the most of it.

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[tonsofpun]

... yeah.

Y'know, you piss me off sometimes, with how you're able to make everything make sense just by talking about it.

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[everysecond]

[She glances off to the side all bashful now.]

Psh. I'm just talking.

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[tonsofpun]

Yeah, but when you talk, it makes people wanna follow you everywhere.

[Doesn't she know that?]

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[everysecond]

[She really doesn't. Despite her being a leader type, she doesn't really view herself like that. Who would want to follow her? Nah, she's just a kid who happens to be able to take care of herself and that's it.]

Oh come on. Following me is dumb.

action;

[tonsofpun]

Why?

I'd follow you. ... I'd follow you anywhere.

action;

[everysecond]

Yeaaaaaaaaaah. But we're both fucking stupid, remember?

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[tonsofpun]

Yeah, I guess there's that.

[Ellie bites her lip, sitting up a little. She still looks a bit out of it, a little distant.]

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[everysecond]

[She pokes at Ellie's face.]

It's pretty cool that you'd follow me though.

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[tonsofpun]

[Ellie shifts at the poke, then sighs, the lingering tension ebbing until she can almost smile.]

Pretty much always have, right?

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[everysecond]

Well I am pretty cute.

action;

[tonsofpun]

[Groaning loudly, Ellie rolls off her to flop down. Heeere we go.]

action;

[everysecond]

[Well fine. Riley will just roll on top of her then.]

action;

[tonsofpun]

[Woah hey unexpected sudden development -- and Ellie immediately reaches up to grab her arms. Hard.

Startled her, that's all.]

action;

[everysecond]

[Her response?

Why it's to lean down an blow a raspberry right on her cheek.

Because she is sixteen and mature as fuck.

Okay and she's trying to perk Ellie back up but whatever.]

action;

[tonsofpun]

[Strangely enough, that's all it takes for Ellie to go from a tense, frightened startle response to making a loud sound of disgust, followed by giggles, and try to push her face away.]

What the fuck, Riley-

action;

[everysecond]

Mwahahaha! I have succeeded in my wicked plan! Now you shall laugh for me more!

[And she grabs her hand to blow another one on her palm because this is totally working. Dorkiness prevails!]

action;

[tonsofpun]

[Ellie squeaks and squishes her face between both hands, pushing her away.]

What the hell, you dork.

action;

[everysecond]

[Riley bursts out laughing because holy shit this is so perfect.]

You fucking squeaked! Like a mouse!

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[tonsofpun]

You mouth-farted on my damn hand!

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[everysecond]

And you squeaked!

action;

[tonsofpun]

[Bitch she will tickle you. Immediately.]

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[everysecond]

Fuck! No! Stop!

[She's laughing so hard even as she tries to grab for her hands.]