Gen texts!

[1sts]

texting meme You’ve got your TFLN, you’ve got your sexting, now here’s the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old fashioned friendly texting. (Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.) instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, include preferences, a start, absolutely nothing or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Comments

[alloyed]

All right. So it's scared and probably a stray,
which means it's hungry. Do you have any cooked meat? Or cheese?

[inreality]

Why would I have cooked meat or cheese?

[why would he carry food around WEAPONS, that would make a mess, gosh!!!!!]

[alloyed]

Why would you have a cat? I don't know! Food and water usually help break the ice with animals. That's all I'm saying.

[inreality]

I don't have a cat. I have an intruder.

[alloyed]

Unless it's armed, it's just a cat. It won't hurt you or your guns.

[inreality]

If it dies in here, it will smell.

[alloyed]

Then go get it some food and water!

[inreality]

[give him like 10 minutes]

It's just staring at me.

[alloyed]

Go to the other side of the room and stop looking at it. Just ignore it.

[inreality]

[another several-minute pause]

How long does this usually take.

[alloyed]

You're overthinking it, Sam. Just do some work. Forget about the cat. Then it will come to you.

1/2

[inreality]

Fine.

[inreality]

[give him like an hour]

There aren't any vet clinics open at this hour.

[alloyed]

Did you kill the cat?

[inreality]

If it were dead I wouldn't need a vet.

[alloyed]

What'd you do?

[inreality]

Stop assuming I hurt it. Its leg is injured. It doesn't look infected but it won't walk on it.

[alloyed]

Man, I don't know what's going on over there. Let me get a number for you.

[Another text follows with a number.]

Friend of Megan's. Call him. He'll open his office for you and check the cat out.

[inreality]

The lock on the door is broken. If I'm not in here, it's at risk until I can fix it.

[help]

[alloyed]

I'll come babysit your stuff, but you're taking your cat to the vet.

[inreality]

Please don't call it mine.

[please]

[alloyed]

Just calling it like it is.

[inreality]

Just get here.

[is that exasperation, or his 'giving orders' voice? who fuckin knows.]

[alloyed]

Sure. I'm on my way.