∞ IC Contact

[designedtoparty]

Phone Call ∞ Voice Mail ∞ Text Message


Hey, man! How's it going?

[Paaaaaauuuuuse. Just to let you start talking. Five seconds later he cuts in, sounding a little smug.]

No, wait. Sorry. I'm going to have to stop you there.

Nathan's not answering his phone right now, so you're getting his voice mail instead. He's probably off having a nice shag somewhere. Or... well, okay, probably just a wank, but you never know. If you know where he is, you're more than welcome to join him. If you don't, you can leave him a message. He might try and get back to you at some point.

Comments

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Nathan...

[Actually, she'd rather not say anything at all. Instead, have an armful of angel.]

[designedtoparty]

[Nathan holds her tightly, waiting until he can manage to speak with a passably casual manner before he says anything. He still sounds kind of like he doesn't quite believe it.]

You want me to stay over?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I would.

[Arms still firmly around his middle, she stands on her tiptoes to kiss him.]

[designedtoparty]

[Nathan barely kisses back before he breaks it off, because he's dumb and pretty nervous.]

Hey, if you want to talk, or anything... I probably won't remember to ask, but I'm okay with listening. If you want to tell me things. And I'm fine with the whole age thing. You know. So long as we don't have to talk about it too much. [Yeah. He's put a lot of thought into this.]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Dulcie takes a moment to take all of that in. She bites her lip a little nervously.]

I don't even think I'd know where to start anymore.

[designedtoparty]

Well, it doesn't have to be now. I just thought... you know. Whenever.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Thank you. That means a lot.