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[ghostfromthemachine]

WHAT texting misfires
WHERE all the heck over
WHEN 92

[ it sure is convenient just getting a cell phone handed to you when you move in, right? modern technology is great. a bunch of you have probably made some attempt to learn how the thing works (if you didn't know already) and have made all sorts of friends you keep in touch with, so the sound of an incoming text message shouldn't be all that surprising... except a quick glance shows it's from a number you don't recognize at all. huh?!

as for the people who haven't bothered messing with it at all... well, sucks to be you! those of you in that category had better learn at least how to silence it, and fast. there are a lot of texts coming in, for some reason... ]

((LET'S HAVE SOME GOOD OL' WHOLESOME TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT SHENANIGANS FRIENDS. grab texts wholesale from the website, edit them, come up with your own, it's all good. feel free to put up multiple options too? follow your heart ♥))

Comments

[divasterous]

you don't need to apologize

... who is this?

[coldhand]

barnes. you?

[divasterous]

bucky!! ♥

it's vasily

can i come SEE your dog

[coldhand]

if you want?

she likes new people

especially their shoes

[divasterous]

I do want

if you want?

[coldhand]

don't mind at all.

i'm not doing anything else tody

[divasterous]

want me to pick up avocado-free lunch along the way?

[coldhand]

very funny

i'd eat it if you brought it though

[divasterous]

can dogs eat things

i mean things i can bring

[coldhand]

sure.

steve spoils her anyway.

mostly meat things

[divasterous]

lol why am i not surprised

be there in a bit then

[coldhand]

i'll keep an ear out

[divasterous]

[shows up a little while later with food in a bag. and immediately:]

I got tacos but then I got panicked about guacamole. So it's on the side.

[coldhand]

[ha]

Tacos are an appropriate place for avocados. I can look past it.

[Bucky appears, accompanied by a bounding puppy, tripping over hoer own feet as she runs up to meet Vasily.

what a silly wiggly butt.]

[divasterous]

!!

[holds the bag out to Bucky so he can get hands full of puppy]

Oh!

[coldhand]

[taking the bag without question

the puppy will climb all over him if he lets her

spoooooiled]

Tell her to get down if she gets too fresh. She knows better.

[divasterous]

[omg. is just sort of bowled over, laughing helplessly]

It's okay!

[coldhand]

[there are puppy kisses

just all up in his face]

If you're sure. Like I said, she likes people.

[divasterous]

She's so cute!

[coldhand]

She is. You see why I had to bring her home.

[divasterous]

It seems like you're both in good hands.

[coldhand]

Yeah? You mean Steve?

[divasterous]

I do.

[coldhand]

Yeah. We got lucky that way.

[glancing away, hiding a smile]

[divasterous]

[grinning]

Where do we want to eat? Probably somewhere up out of reach, huh?