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HOUSE #1470
mayo ✧ little shit ✧ loving daughter

"You've reached Carol Danvers, aka Captain Marvel. I'm not here, leave a message!

If it's urgent... uh. Leave it urgently."

speed dial
steve
sakamoto
gremlin

( call | text | voicemail | mail | action )

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[ the phone in question is somewhere on the other side of the room, far away from the graceless sprawl that is Sakamoto. it's uncertain whether he merely dropped it next to the rubbish bin or if he'd thrown it in a neat fit of merry intoxication, or if their new skeleton housemate had been so kind as to try and toss it away for him. mysteries.

busy as he is with drooling into the carpet, the call goes unanswered. ]

[speaking of skeleton housemates, something like eight of them amble into the kitchen while she's waiting for an answer, picking through the cupboards and the fridge in a creepy imitation of morning ritual. there are a couple more in the living room watching tv, and she's pretty sure she can see one through the window, out on the back porch, pretending to smoke.

carol had lost her temper last night. just a little bit.

when he doesn't pick up, she makes a frustrated noise, shoves at a skeleton who's trying to nose in on the coffee pot, and braves the sad, slow waters of one-handed texting after all.]

pick up ur phne
im not dead

Edited 2013-10-24 14:35 (UTC)