IC contact post/voice mail - ADSTRING

[falkeditupagain]

Hey, you've reached Hanna Cross, paranormal investigator extraordinaire!

Leave a message and I will totally get back to you as soon as humanly possible. Which will be soon. Ish. Awesome, thanks!

Comments

[falkeditupagain]

[He smiles, returning the gesture before shaking his head.]

I don't think he'll leave...just. Its not in the cards for us to be, yanno...like that. [Maybe holding her a little more tightly.] Thanks though...I appreciate it.

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[dicey]

Nah, I don't think he'll leave either! He gives a lot of fucks about you, even if they're not the exact type of fucks you want.

[dicey]

... Oooooooon second thought, that was probably a pretty bad expression to use for this situation.

[falkeditupagain]

[Yeah, that wasn't very nice, Vriska. Now he's thinking about it and gently pushing her away because he is not going to hug her when he's thinking about sex.

Rubbing at his temples he flops in his hammock.]

Yeah....Not the best one.

[dicey]

I didn't do it on purpose!

[following him over there; putting her hand on his shoulder]

[falkeditupagain]

I know. [Mumbling and red faced, he looks up at her.]

Just. My brain goes into over time with shit like that.

[dicey]

Yeah. And I'm pretty bad at not saying the wrong stuff. Things just slip out! Stupid, dumb Vriska.

[climbing into the hammock with him to hug him again]

So sorry about that.

[falkeditupagain]

Its okay...you didn't mean it like that. [He sighs before wrapping his arms around her for a hug.]

[dicey]

[just petting his hair, because he does that for her sometimes and it's kind of nice]