everysecond | IC Voicemail

...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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From:

tonsofpun

Hey Riley? I've got something to show you. You around?

From:

everysecond

Almost back, girl. Give me a minute. Tops.

What's up?

From:

tonsofpun

Come up to my room. I've got something for you.

From:

everysecond

Come flop on your bed like I own it. Got it.

[She laughs then hangs up so she can run the rest of the way. Luckily, it doesn't take her long before she's in with her coat and shoes tossed in her room and in to flop on Ellie's bed like she owns it.

True to her word.]

Hey.

From:

tonsofpun

[Ellie turns away from her window, where she's staring at something in her hands. There's a huge smile on her face, and she's rocking up on her toes like something's about to burst out of her.]

So you know that computer thingamaboob that showed up on my pillow last night?

From:

everysecond

Well I don't really remember boobs on your pillow last night but sure.

[Riley rolls over onto her side because an excited Ellie is an awesome one.]

From:

tonsofpun

Oh my god, Bob. Thingamabob, I meant bob, Riley-

From:

everysecond

I don't know. I'm pretty sure you had boob on the brain.

[Not letting this go.]

From:

tonsofpun

No.

[Holy shit immediate denial.]

Goddamnit.

From:

everysecond

[She rolls onto her back and just laughs.

You see that, Ellie?

Riley is totally laughing at you.]

From:

tonsofpun

Shut the fuck up.

[Ellie throws a pillow from her desk chair at her, then sits down next to her on the bed.]

I was going to give you a present, and now I'm having second thoughts...

From:

everysecond

Oh come on. Don't be pissed. It was hilarious.

[She smiles at her then finally sits up.]

So, what's my present?

From:

tonsofpun

[Ellie snorts, but she's so excited about this, that she can't stay mad for long. She holds the paper close to her chest, tilting her head.]

Soooo. It was from a computer, and I spent the day bringing it to a couple of shops to look at, and it turned out that it's a photograph. So I tracked down somebody in the city who can print them off a computer.

And... voilà.

[Ellie passes her the glossy, long sheet of full-color photo paper. There are four photos, framed by a cute little border. Ellie and Riley, making silly faces in a photo booth.]

I figured, since I have the other one of us together? You should have this one.

From:

everysecond

Holy shit!

[Her eyes get wide as she takes the pictures. There they are making stupid faces at each other. It's amazing!]

Wait...seriously? I can have this?

[She stares at her before looking back at their dumb faces. Fuck this is the best.]

From:

tonsofpun

Yeah, keep it.

[Ellie nudges her side gently, beaming until her cheeks hurt. She's never seen Riley look so awestruck over something before, and it's kind of precious, in a weird way she's not used to seeing.]

From:

everysecond

Sweet!

[Flopping on her back again, she holds the pictures over her to admire there really fucking stupid faces. This is when things were still awesome. Right before things went to shit.

It's the best.]

We should take loads more photos here together.

From:

tonsofpun

I'll bet I could find us a camera.

[Ellie flops down too, army-crawling up next to her on her stomach, watching Riley's face rather than the pictures, and for a second she feels that tug again, deep in her chest.

It's not so much that Riley is pretty. She's gorgeous. But it's the way her eyes light up when she smiles like this, the way she gets excited about things, the way she laughs until she hurts. Even that glint that means mischief, no matter how much Ellie might make token protest to whatever stupidity she's thought up.

The past few days have all been a constant string of moments reminding Ellie why she cared so much about Riley in the first place, and why it hurt so much to lose her.

It's lucky that Riley's focused on the picture, because Ellie's got a hell of an expression on her face right now.]

From:

everysecond

That's what I'm talking about! And not just dumb pictures too. They have to be ones like that one you have on the wall.

[This one is going right by her bed in her room. True, she's been sneaking in here to sleep but that doesn't mean she can't spice up her room all nice. Well, nice-ish. She doesn't care enough about things to really do too much with it.

Turning her head to say something, she spots the look on Ellie's face. Shit, it's a pretty look too. It's the kind of thing that makes her feel all bashful when she's anything but. Ellie's always been able to do that to her though, fluster her when she thought she couldn't be.

She smiles a little at her and nudges her with her shoulder.]

Hey. What's that look for?

From:

tonsofpun

[Ellie looks a touch flustered when she's caught, but in the way she had in the mall, when Riley tried to take her hands to pull her closer. The look falters and she bites her lip, but the smile's still there.

I wanna kiss you right now.

She wants to say it, but can't make her voice work. Cool is beyond her.

Instead, before she realizes she's doing it, she leans down. The last kiss was such a desperate, hurried, spur-of-the-moment, can't-hold-it-back bit of contact that she hadn't even planned on. They'd both been surprised.

This time, the contact between their lips is warm and soft, and Ellie doesn't pull away.

It's time they got this right.]

From:

everysecond

[She knows that look. That's the look Ellie gave her right before she kissed her in the mall. Like the pictures, it's a reminder of how good they had it.

In that moment she wants Ellie to kiss her again. So damn badly. At the same time though, she's scolding herself. Where the fuck are her metaphorical balls to be the one to kiss Ellie instead of the other way around? The girl deserves it, especially after...everything.

Riley can feel her heard beating faster and in that moment she feels their lips touch. Setting the picture to the side, she decides to go with this. Actions are easier than words for her so she kisses back, lifting her head a bit to meet Ellie's.

So she's not really got that much experience with the whole kissing thing, you really can't just go around kissing people where they're from, but this has got to be the best kiss ever.]

From:

tonsofpun

[It's soft. And warmer than Ellie would have expected. No little clack of teeth this time-

And this time, Riley very clearly reciprocates. It surprises Ellie, a warm thrill down her spine, and her fingers clutch the sheets of the bed. Before, there hadn't been time for that.

Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck, she's completely out of her depth here, but the last thing she wants to do is pull away. She tries to shift up, overbalances and nearly falls on her, forcing her break contact to keep herself from knocking the wind out of her best friend.

Or whatever she was. Ellie pulls back, grinning like a maniac, hair falling down around her face.]

... that. That was way better.

From:

everysecond

[Well, as awkward as this is, she can't really say she minds. Yeah, she doesn't doesn't mind at all. That was a kiss and Ellie just...

Ellie's just her Ellie.

She laughs a bit and flops her head back onto the pillow again. That hair is all in that pretty face though which sucks. Before she even realizes what she's doing, she's pushing Ellie's hair back from her face to tuck it behind her ear.

Wow. Just wow.]

Yeah. That was pretty great.

From:

tonsofpun

[Ellie starts to laugh too, and all that lovely tension melts into something warm and comfortable and familiar, as their friendship shifts to accept this, too, as something that they do.

Riley's fingers are warm, rough from her gun, and Ellie has to catch her breath at that simple touch. Riley has always touched her casually, little bumps, linked arms, a slap on the back- it's strange to think that something so basic could be as intimate as kissing.]

So.

[Talk, Tris had said. Fucking talk. But Ellie gets all tongue tied, and all the obvious shit seems complicated.]

We're doing this, huh?

[It comes out soft with excitement.]

From:

everysecond

[Okay so that touch is way more intimate than she realized. Still, she's not going to be some chicken shit and back down from it so she keeps tucking her hair back until she's all done. Only then does she lower her hand and laugh again.

This. What the hell is this thing they have going on? Does this mean they're a couple now? Girlfriends or something?

Fuck, she's bad at this. She's never had to think this shit through. There had never been time for them to figure things out before and even then she'd said they'd just figure things out. Riley doesn't do the whole talking thing because finding the words to express the right feelings is harder than offing one of the Infected.]

Yeah. I guess we are.

[That sounds good. That they're doing this. That they're some kind of thing. That they're...them.]

From:

tonsofpun

... yep.

[Definitely some kind of thing. A good thing. And even if it's hard to talk, to put the feelings into words, stuff just starts tumbling out, because she's had it all bottle up for much too long.]

I almost kissed you in that photobooth. After we broke it.

[And she'd been thinking of it long before that.]