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

[superbitter]

uh.
depends.

[bestfuneralever]

on what?

[superbitter]

what you're going to ask.

[bestfuneralever]

distractions, mostly had some pretty fucked up dreams my usual coping mechanisms arent really an option if im doing this sober thing so uh help? (but dont help by asking me to talk about it b/c thats not it) but yeah hi

[superbitter]

in that case.
mom's made pancakes and i'm in the kitchen.
please wear pants.

[bestfuneralever]

smiley face pancakes?
ok ill be down in like 10
i hate pants but if u insist 😝

[superbitter]

don't they always have smiley faces? that's her thing :)
she's gonna put some new ones on so they're hot.
a skirt or dress or whatever is fine.
i just don't need to see your dick when i'm tryna eat.

[bestfuneralever]

true mmm okay. ill be donw soon fine fine i hear u ---- Klaus wanders downstairs a few minutes later, dressed like a real person. Or at the very least a real person who definitely raided his sister's pajamas, but whatever. Same difference. He drops down into a chair at the table and thanks Mom when she sets a glass of orange juice in front of him before going back to bustling about the kitchen. It's a familiar feeling, a-- dare he even think it-- homey kind of feeling, in that way that this house only ever felt because of Mom. He kicks Diego's foot under the table. "Thanks." He knows D has been going out of his way for him lately, and playing Klaus Babysitter isn't really anyone's idea of a good time, but he appreciates it more than he knows how to put into words.

[superbitter]

Diego smiles at Mom when she greets Klaus, expression soft when she touches his shoulder as she passes. And then he cops a boot to the ankle and he scowls at his brother for a minute until that word of gratitude drops from his mouth and his face softens once more.

"Yeah, whatever." Because it is a big deal but he knows Klaus doesn't want to make a big deal out of it. "Does Allison know you've stolen her pyjamas again?"

[bestfuneralever]

Klaus just smirks at the momentary scowl on his brother's face. If he can't be an annoying brat at Diego, what can he even do with his life right now? He sips at his orange juice and is silently relieved that Diego just shrugs it off like it's nothing, even though it's actually kind of everything right now. "I dunno," he admits with a shrug. "But it's not like she'll have to look very hard or far to figure it out, right?"

[superbitter]

"She's not going to keep letting you steal her clothes, y'know?" Mom swats him with a tea towel when he speaks through a mouthful of food and he smirks before he swallows, pointing at Klaus with a fork.

"Have you ever thought about buying your own dresses?"

[bestfuneralever]

"Sounds fake, but okay." He laughs a little at Mom's gentle swat at his brother before shoving a bite of food into his own mouth. At least he has an appetite at this point. "Why do that when I have a movie-star sister with the actual best dresses known to man at her fucking fingertips?!" Incredulity. That's all that he can manage at such a ridiculous question, Diego.

[superbitter]

"Because then they'll actually be yours?" Obviously, Klaus, obviously. Diego rolls his eyes at his brother, kicking him under the table gently.

"And also because by getting things that actually fit you properly, you'll avoid a repeat of the stairs incident. Y'know, the one where we were all blessed with you breaking your jaw?"

[bestfuneralever]

He shrugs, one hand waving outward. Who cares who the clothes belong to, as long as he looks good, D. He sticks his tongue out at him when he gets kicked. "Was it the dress, or was it the heels that led to that, really?" He tilts his head as he tries to think back to that (awful, embarrassing) moment. "Either way-- fuck you." He pops a piece of bacon in his mouth and has the courtesy to look sheepish when Mom chides him about language. "Sorry, Mom."

[superbitter]

Diego laughs when Mom scolds Klaus for scaring but he does have the decency to look sheepish himself when she turns that gaze on him.

Snatching a piece of bacon off Klaus' plate is easy and he gives Klaus a look as he stuffs it into his mouth. "Gotta admit, the skirt wasn't your worst look."

[bestfuneralever]

"Ex-squeeze me?" He gives Diego a glance like he might have sprouted an extra head, suddenly. "I don't have any bad looks. I pull off everything I wear, exquisitely, thankyouverymuch." He smacks Diego's hand when he pulls the bacon from his plate and sticks his tongue out at him.