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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Well. Correct me if I'm wrong. But under the circumstances, it'd probably be hard?

That's kind of the point, yeah.

I mean. I can relate. Being alone.

I didn't... I didn't mean to dig up anything.

. . .!

[waves a hand in front of his face. smiling again!?]

Sorry! I forgot—no, it's fine! It's fine, it's fine!

[???]

As long as it's fine...

[sorry. she's working on getting better at people]

Did you want something to drink?

Yes, please.

[Bucky will get them each a cola

like a good host]

[a very good Bucky thank you]

[carefully eating, eyes flicking between Bucky and the puppy]

[after a moment and probably about half a taco, Bucky will reintroduce speaking

that also seems like a thing hosts do]

You really like dogs, huh?

I. Don't think I've met one before?

You haven't met a dog?

. . . there's no need to make that face at me . . .

I didn't make a face. What face.

. . .

[s-starts to laugh]

[no what idgi]

What face?

A little incredulous. Ah . . . my world is weird, that's all.

It's not that it's weird. There's plenty of weird stuff around here. There's god and robots and who even knows what else.

Think the only person I've talked to before who didn't have dogs was a god, though.

You're not, are you?

What an alarming thought no.

It wouldn't be that bad, would it?

Being a god?!

You looked. Sort of horrified by the idea.

I already have more power and responsibility than I should. I can't imagine the stress of having more.

Can't say I know enough about being a god to say I'd know if it comes with a lot of responsibilities.

Responsibility comes from your own heart, right? I know myself.