quietmounds | (no subject)

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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 ♥))

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I'll give you three guesses how, and the first two don't count.

[ looks genuinely puzzle— ]

—oh. Dog?

[with the DEEPEST OF SIGHS]

Dog.

[ echoes that sigh ]

...Anyway, my ladder isn't going to reach all the way up, so I'm going to have to cheat to get you down.

[ starting to climb up to him herself ]

Cheat how? — uh, watch out, it's easy getting up, but the little fwippy ones get in the way going back down.

That won't be a problem. I can take us both back to my shrine.

[ man this is actually kind of fun. not weighing over 300 pounds and thus being unable to do a lot of things continues to be a great choice? ]

[there's a great view of the lake and everything too]

From here? Really?

[ ...she's definitely coming back here ]

From anywhere, technically! I can't go anywhere else, though. Or— well, maybe my apartment at this point, actually. I've lived in it long enough.

[ hefting herself up onto his branch ]

That's gotta be handy. Imagine what you could do with grocery trips if you can get back to your place.

[scoots over to make some room, but not moving far from the trunk]

I used to do that back home on occasion. It's a little uncomfortable carrying too much with me, though, and finding a place I can sneak away is a pain.

[ admiring the view a little bit, and then offering him her hand ]

Better or worse than taking the bus though?

[takes her hand]

It depends on the day. Sometimes isolation is the last thing I want—

[ the faint tingly fuzz of the static charge she usually carries peaks into an intense, not entirely pleasant pins-and-needles, and there's... a pull? a feeling like taking a corner too quickly, a vision-smearing almost vertigo, and considering they're sitting in a tree that combination probably reads an alarming amount like she'd pulled him right off the branch—

their landing is too gentle for that, though. Kaiko was expecting it well enough to come out of the hop on her feet; Kei will end up on the other end of a short drop. sorry bro ]

[YIPE YIPE YIPE BARK YIPE— oh]

Oh, hey, solid ground.

[his hair's shocked straight into blue dandelion poof]

[ ...coughs ]

In hindsight, I really should have given you more warning for what that feels like. Sorry?

No, no it's cool. That's on me. I mean, we did just come out of a fuck-tall tree. I should've seen some height difference coming between sitting and sidewalk.

If it helps any, the first time I tried something like that on purpose I tripped over my own shrine and fell on my face.

You did? Really??

I did!

[ miming taking a step only for something to be suddenly right in front of you and falling over it ]

Right in front of the person who'd put it together for me, too.

Oh geez. I would have teleported straight back the other direction!

If I could have, I would have, but the only other place I could go at that point wasn't somewhere I liked going willingly. Anyway, I got meat buns out of him for it, so it was fine.

Nice.

[ brushing herself off ]

How I learned to stop worrying and love indignity. Anyway, I should probably go reclaim my ladder.

Do you want help carrying it?

No, I should— wait, actually, yes.

[ laughing sheepishly ]

I have no problem with the weight, but since it's just about taller than I am maneuvering can be a challenge.

Yeah, you got this far this gracefully, let's not have you tipping over.