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[goshdarnsocks]

 the TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT meme

one ➝ post with your character and their name/canon/pref in the subject.
two ➝ either post with a tfln or just wait for someone.

three ➝ respond to people's texts or tag them with your own.

four ➝ fun time for all!

Comments

[captaincocksure]

you didn't call me over either to comfort you or to share?

[aviophobia]

why would i call you when i'm crying

[captaincocksure]

because i'm your best friend and that's my job to comfort you or whatever

[aviophobia]

you just want my weed

[captaincocksure]

i'd comfort you first

[aviophobia]

and then you'd take all the weed

[captaincocksure]

not ALL of it

[aviophobia]

and your true motivations are revealed

[captaincocksure]

hey i would come comfort you even if there was no weed

[aviophobia]

you're a real pal, you know that

just for the record i do still have some though

[captaincocksure]

do you still need comforting i am here for you

[aviophobia]

i'm not crying now but you can still come over

[captaincocksure]

you want me to bring you anything on my way over

[aviophobia]

cheetos

[captaincocksure]

ok

crunchy or puffs

cheesy or hot

[aviophobia]

puffs and cheesy

[captaincocksure]

you got it

be there soon

[And one trip over to his place with a stop at 7-Eleven later: knock, knock...]

[aviophobia]

[The door opens, and McCoy only spares a moment to make sure it actually is Jim before he's zeroing in on the Cheetos in the 7-11 bag.]

Oh, fuck yes.

[He grabs the bag, tearing the Cheetos bag open, and turns away before looking at Jim.]

You coming?

[captaincocksure]

[Jim follows him into the apartment, clearly amused.]

You sure it's all right? I wouldn't want to interrupt you and your true love there when you're having a happy reunion.

[aviophobia]

Nah, you're okay. Just don't try and make a move on her or else I'm gonna have to kill you.

Can I get you anything?

[captaincocksure]

Nah, I'm good, thanks.

[SEE HE IS NOT JUST HERE FOR YOUR WEED, SIR.

He flops on the couch.]

You doing okay? Since the whole space thing?

[aviophobia]

It still freaks me the hell out, if that's what you're asking.

[He drops as well, picking at the Cheetos.]

But I'm not rolling around on my couch sobbing anymore.

[captaincocksure]

That's a start, I guess?

Bones... You know you can always call me, right? For... stuff like this. Anything.

[aviophobia]

Jim, I'm not gonna call you when I'm high as shit and crying because space is enormous. I'm not even in the right frame of mind to know how to work my phone in that state.

[captaincocksure]

...I just hate the thought of you being upset, and alone.