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!]

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[tonsofpun]

[By the time the kiss ends, they're both breathless and wrapped up together, and Ellie feels like somebody two blocks away must be able to hear her heart pounding.

She hadn't expected it to feel so good.]

... holy shit.

[Rather than pull away, she rests her forehead against Riley's shoulder, taking a few seconds to try and put herself back together again.]

Wow.

[everysecond]

Heh. Yeah.

[What else is there to say? Riley certainly can't cover it better than that. Just...wow.]

Maaaaaaybe we should come up here together more often.

[Okay maybe she can think of something to add.]

[tonsofpun]

Sh'yeah, maybe?

[Still a little breathless, Ellie cracks up, looking up at the stars, at her.]

... great view.

[everysecond]

[This is probably the cheesiest thing she's ever said but she's so not looking at the stars when she says:]

Yeah. Great view.

[tonsofpun]

[Ellie sputters, and reaches out to push on Riley's cheek.]

... holy shit. That was- that was bad.

[everysecond]

[Riley laughs. She meant it but she's not even going to deny how bad that line was.]

Yeah but you totally liked it.

[tonsofpun]

You're lucky you're cute, 'cause you're not getting anywhere with that shit-

[Ellie just breaks off laughing.]

[everysecond]

Why yes. I'm really fucking adorable. Never fear though, I'll help you be as cute as I am.

[tonsofpun]

Cute and modest.

[everysecond]

Modesty? Who needs it?

[tonsofpun]

[Ellie gives her a sideways look, and can't keep a straight face. She starts giggling.]

[everysecond]

[She bursts out laughing with her, unable to contain it at this point.]

[tonsofpun]

[Ellie nudges her fondly, still snickering, and gets up to her feet, tugging gently on her hand.]

Come on. Let's see if there's anything left in the fridge.

[everysecond]

I'm always down for food.

[Riley does like to think with her stomach. There's no doubts about that. Getting up, she helps Ellie to get down before swinging back in herself.]

So, you think there's actually anything but bacon in there?

[tonsofpun]

You're thinking about the freezer.

[Ellie follows, swinging in a window and nearly kicking a lamp off a desk, cussing softly.]

[everysecond]

Freezer, fridge...it's all fucking cold and makes food not become shit as fast.

[She looks at the lamp.]

I'll give you a seven for the dismount and two for the landing.

[tonsofpun]

[Ellie snorts and replaces the lamp, reaching up to rub a hand against the back of her neck self-consciously.]

Oh, shut up.

[everysecond]

We'll work on that. Lesson two will be "don't knock shit down on landing."

[tonsofpun]

Eat me.

[Ellie gives her a light punch in the arm and moves past her.]

Speaking of which, I'm hungry. You?

[everysecond]

When are we not hungry?

[Seriously.]