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Airy Miller: Dear phone, this is super lame but I have no where else private to write. ANYWAY, I met two guys today. We'll call them T and N. I know that's stupid but talking to myself via text isn't much better.
Airy Miller: Dear phone, this is super lame but I have no where else private to write. ANYWAY, I met two guys today. We'll call them T and N. I know that's stupid but talking to myself via text isn't much better.
Airy Miller: I don't know what I'm doing but I'm staying with them...
Airy Miller: I don't know what I'm doing but I'm staying with them...
Airy Miller: T is nice and he answers all my stupid questions but he's only awake at night.
Airy Miller: T is nice and he answers all my stupid questions but he's only awake at night.
Airy Miller: N... is really confusing me. It's a shame guys like that don't fall for girls like me.
Airy Miller: N... is really confusing me. It's a shame guys like that don't fall for girls like me.
Airy Miller: This is stupid I'm going to stop now. More so since T let me on his phone plan so I have the internet again.
Airy Miller: This is stupid I'm going to stop now. More so since T let me on his phone plan so I have the internet again.
 

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Date: 2016-07-18 11:24 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] mechanica
... ok.

What the hell. You did not just guess that on your own. Who told you? Cap? Barnes? Do you even know them? W H A T. T H E. H E L L.

[text]

Date: 2016-07-18 11:48 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] mechanica
Were you spying on me as a tree?

[text]

Date: 2016-07-18 11:53 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] mechanica
IDK & I KNOW.

[text]

Date: 2016-07-19 12:12 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] mechanica
I'm never done talking. But it's fine. Just please take care of Hikaru and worry about me later.

[text]

Date: 2016-07-19 01:23 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] mechanica
I don't see why. I'm a completely functioning adult. [ Lie. ] There's other people to worry about. I'm good. [ Lie. ] Besides, you hardly know me. People only worry until they actually do. Then they end up preferring the idea of me being dead. Or in jail. Dead in jail. And balding, probably. Depraved, right? I forget what we were talking about.

[ Deciding to turn on voice to text while working was a really bad idea. ]

[voice]

Date: 2016-07-19 02:21 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] mechanica
[ Ugh. He didn't actually want to talk about any of that. What was he doing. ]

Fine, half functional. [ He sighed. ] Can we just pretend the last two minutes didn't happen?

[voice]

Date: 2016-07-19 02:45 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] mechanica
[ The sound of something hitting the desk could be heard. It was probably his head. ]

No. I was conducting an experiment about negative mindsets.

[ His voice was a bit muffled. Apparently the desk was his new pillow.

Also, another lie. ]


It does. That's why I asked you to take care of Hikaru. So do it already.

[voice]

Date: 2016-07-19 03:52 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] mechanica
Yep. Okay is exactly what everything is.

[ Except not. It was hard to think of anything but depressing things considering who the recipient of that prosthetic he was slaving over was. ]

I won't worry if you don't.

[voice]

Date: 2016-07-19 06:59 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] mechanica
I --

[ His tone indicated that he was going to disagree, but why bother? She was right that he wasn't okay. He didn't want to say how he felt or share all the reasons that he'd given people to stop caring, but it was evident that she was trying to help him. Maybe that was the difference between her and the others, though. They always shoved his mistakes back in his face but never tried to show him a way to stop making them.

He exhaled, the sounds from his end seeming to indicate that he'd at least sat up straighter. ]


I don't mean to be this way. The thing about this arm though... I'm making it because the person I shot the original prosthetic off of showed up here. I wanted him dead because of something he couldn't control. I'm trying to atone for that but how can I not think about what a royal fuck up I am in the process?

[ His chair made a quiet squeak as he leaned back and closed his eyes. His voice was a bit quieter, too. ]

Listen, I'm sorry. Why I think you're going to end up hating me has nothing to do with you and everything to do with me.

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