gen texts

[youandmeme]

a general sort of texting meme

maybe you hate calling people on the phone. maybe you hate talking face to face. maybe you love both of those things but texting is more convenient, or the only option, right now. who knows, we're not the texting police.

whatever the case, it's time to send some texts. feel free to include initial texts or preferences in your top levels, but it's not required.

Comments

[hellogoodhigh]

i know, i know

ben says hi

[superbitter]

hi ben.
i'll be there in a few minutes.

[hellogoodhigh]

[ Ben's been dead for years, but that's not stopping him from judging Klaus's life choices as he sits in the local drunk tank under the watchful eyes of one detective Eudora Patch.

Who's phone Klaus is borrowing.

He hands it back in order to wait for his brother to show up, bracing himself for the 'you can't keep poisoning yourself like this' lecture. ]

[superbitter]

Diego manages to escape the house without any questions from Luther or Pogo and it doesn't take long to get to the station, nodding to Beeman as he crosses through towards where he knows the drunk tank -and his brother- are.

He and Patch don't exchange words, just a pointed look and an eye roll before she unlocks the door and leaves the two of them alone.

"Seriously Klaus? This has to stop."

[hellogoodhigh]

Klaus stands up slowly, stretching and smoothing out his tattered jacket. His personal effects- which is to say the wallet with two dollars and an expired ID card- are returned to him, and he's free to go.

Right into the lecture Diego's got planned for him.

"What, ending up sleeping it off in jail? It's been lovely seeing you again, detective~" He makes a little flourish of a bow, and she rolls her eyes before turning back to her paperwork.

"Better here than at the house. I bet dad's pissed, huh?"

[superbitter]

Honestly, Diego's not sure their father has even noticed that Klaus didn't come last night but he doesn't want to say that. It's still a sore spot for all of them, especially having to relive all of this over again.

"I though you were working to get past this."

[hellogoodhigh]

"Yeah, well, I lied, what else is new?"

More like he relapsed. Dragged into more nightmares, more memories, more ghosts and ghouls and specters tearing at his psyche.
"Look can we do this later, I've got a headache..."

[superbitter]

"Klaus." Throwing an arm around Klaus' shoulder, Diego leads the way out of the station, waving at Eudora and nodding at Beeman as they pass them.

"How about we swing past Griddy's and grab a coffee and something to eat before we head home?" He'd be a little more willing to talk with a full stomach.

[hellogoodhigh]

"... Yeah. Yeah, coffee sounds good. God, remember that time that we dared Luther to eat one of every donut? He got so sick he puked." Klaus laughs as they head out to Diego's car, sliding into the passenger seat.

[superbitter]

Diego snorts a laugh and climbs into the drivers' seat, kicking the car into gear and pulling out at a careful speed; they're still surrounded by cops after all.

"Reckon we could get him to do it again?"

[hellogoodhigh]

"Oh, we should! We should try and get him to eat like, his weight in donuts." Klaus laughs, leaning back slightly into the chair.

"That would be a lot of donuts. Probably the entire shop." Might as well keep the conversation around something that DOESN'T involve him being chewed out for ending up in jail overnight. Again.

[superbitter]

"We've gotta do it when Allison isn't around. She'll kill us for it." But it would be so worth it. They'd have to hit up Griddy's earlier, give the lady a heads up on just how many donuts they'd need.

He'll bring up Klaus' stint in jail again in a little while, when he was feeling a little better.

For now, he was going to enjoy the time they had together.

[hellogoodhigh]

“You know how we trick him into it? Tell him it’s an endurance test from dad.” Klaus grins at his brother, leaning forward to tap on the console.
“He’d do it. Hands down, he’d do it.”

When they pull into Griddy’s parking lot, Klaus is quick to get out of the car. He needs coffee and something to help with the hangover. At least they hadn’t figured out he was on something a little stronger than alcohol last night, although he’s sure Diego willZ

[superbitter]

"How much thought have you put into this? Because it seems like a lot. Like this isn't the first time Klaus has though about making Luther sick with donuts again. "You're not wrong by any means, but seriously. You've thought about this before, haven't you?"

Diego follows Klaus out of the car and into Griddy's, taking up a seat in a booth as far from the counter as he can. Any conversation they're going to have doesn't need to be had neat prying ears.