midnight texting

[lowlaw]

The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? Do they need help hiding a body??? Pick up your phone and find out! Rules: ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed ● Tag others ● Have fun!

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[nekked]

[why is she even surprised, really?]

its even worse than i thought....

try not to expire of boredom before i make it there

[and sure enough... in about 15 minutes, give or take, there's a light tapping sound... but not at the door.

she's at the window... 👀 ]

[unequally]

How is that worse?

[ bicycling is good exercise for him AND his dogs so there....but suffice to say he doesn't die of boredom or anything else (incredibly more likely given his uh job? work study? what does one call jujutsu school assignments anyway...) and when she gets to the window he walks over to it. in fact, said window is a sliding glass door that he, well, slides open and steps aside to let her in. megumi's room is devoid of personal touch. anyone could live here but it actually looks pretty unlived in, period, except for the blanket on the bed, the wastebin near it, and the handful of bandages and painkillers on the nightstand. his dogs take up the bulk of the bed, and megumi goes back to it not to sit down but to rest his hand on the white dog's head, petting its fur back gently. ]

We're not bored.

[ he says plainly to her, something somewhat childish about his words but his tone is quite serious. ]

hi i still exist

[nekked]

[just gonna set one foot inside... and freeze there in the doorway because holy shit what are those????]

Uh... you call those dogs????

[no offense puppers.... pls don't eat her. she tastes bad.]

They're freakin' huge.

<3 <3 <3 !!!!!

[unequally]

[ megumi blinks a little dumbly perhaps, again something sort of childish about it because he's grown up with these dogs and well, sure???? but he considers shiro and kuro briefly before glancing at her again and shrugging. ]

I guess they are. But they're friendly.

[ gesturing slightly to the bed he grabs the chair from his desk as well and nods at that also, ]

Whichever is more comfortable for you. Do you want some tea?

[ he is just....a simple boy....there is also water...but he figures that's obvious given he just offered...leaf water. ]

[nekked]

[friendly... okay. she can do friendly!! still cautious of the canine eyes on her form she slowly closes the sliding door before moving further into the room. glancing from the bed, to the empty chair, and back to the wolf den.

deciding the chair to be the safest bet, she walks over to it, shrugging her backpack from her shoulders and letting it carelessly hit the floor beside it. grabbing the chair by the back she drags it towards her and swerves it around the other direction. lifting one leg she plops down to straddle the back of it, entirely nonchalant despite this being the complete total opposite of how one typically occupies a chair.... she's a rebel ok?? she doesn't conform to societal norms.

shifting in her seat, Ryuuko's nose crinkles at his offer.]

Gee, I didn't realize this was a tea party, if I'd known I woulda brought my frilly dress.

[she's joking.... she doesn't even own anything remotely resembling such a thing. in fact, Ryuuko's attire matches up better with a teenage boy's, ripped skinny jeans and a cropped tank top beneath a black and white letterman jacket with a large skull decal slapped across the back of it. paired off with white high tops that have very clearly been well broken in. between that and the unladylike way she's mounted the chair, it's clear she's all but spitting in the face of her gender.]

Y'got anything stronger?

[she quirks a brow, expression expectant. Ryuuko he's in a high school dorm.]

[unequally]

[ to megumi, ryuuko looks normal, or rather, the more specific way to call it would be: ryuuko looks like ryuuko. he doesn't especially see 'girl' or even a rejection of it or a vague skirting of it. megumi's visual references tend to be embedded in the people he already knows. incongruously, the way she sits, for example, reminds him of his teacher/not-quite-guardian/whatever; but so far, ryuuko is considerably less obnoxious than gojou satoru, less frustrating less --

-- yes, well, the point is: nothing about her seems out of the ordinary to him.

when she asks about a stronger drink though it takes him a second to understand, a clear Blanking of the mind evident on his face before he catches up and shakes his head, answering with unnecessary sincerity, ]

No. Just tea or water.

[ absently he pets one of the dogs that has come to press its white fur under his hand, the red marking on its fur probably a strange thing to see but both dogs have them. ]

It's just an offer, if you're not thirsty, that's fine too.

[ he doesn't even comment on the dress thing, mostly because sometimes things go in one ear and out the other for megumi, not because he's not paying attention but because his mind sort of auto-focuses on the part he 'needs' to reply to. ]