jan texts

[cherrytrees]

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

[theotherobin]

thank fuck about the forks. the rest, i can pull off.

[captain_bitterness]

You have the added advantage that a lot of younger rich kids don't bother with 'old school' manners and are little shit heads.

[theotherobin]

that's real fucking true, man. i've only met little shithead rich kids.

[captain_bitterness]

Exactly. You have to be enough of a shithead to blend in but still polite enough for everyone to forget about you.

Do you prefer black, grey or blue for suits?

[theotherobin]

damn, it's gonna be hard being forgettable.

i guess black?

[captain_bitterness]

That's part of the job.

Good choice.

[theotherobin]

yeah man, i can do it.

do i gotta wear a tie?

[captain_bitterness]

No, a lot of the designer suits that younger men are wearing these days don't bother with ties.

[theotherobin]

thank fuck. that shit's the worst part.

[captain_bitterness]

I don't agree but I've been wearing ties and suits for most my life so they feel comfortable to me.

[theotherobin]

plus u look hot in em.
so what's the job?

[captain_bitterness]

Thank you.
I'll be sending you the files in about an hour but basically we need to keep an eye on three specific people at this event which is why I need assistance.

[theotherobin]

what did they do?

[captain_bitterness]

It's less about what they've done and what they could potentially do. I'll explain more once you go over the files.

[theotherobin]

ok.
where's the place at that we're going to?

[captain_bitterness]

In New York.
I can either put you up in a hotel or you can stay at my loft again, your choice.

[theotherobin]

i'll stay with you. i like it there.

[captain_bitterness]

All right.
I'll schedule a tailor to come to the apartment the morning you arrive.

[theotherobin]

wait i thought you said you're gonna have it delivered to me. i already told you my size.

[captain_bitterness]

If you're staying with me then I don't have to have it delivered, it will be here for when you arrive.

[theotherobin]

cool. i don't need a tailor.

[captain_bitterness]

Everyone needs a tailor.

[theotherobin]

i don't need anyone all up in my junk unless they're gonna blow me.

[the whole manners thing might be hard.]

[captain_bitterness]

I assure you that my tailor isn't interested in your junk and besides, you don't have a choice.

[theotherobin]

come on, man. that shit takes forever. Alfred make me stand for like an hour last time and i nearly lost my shit!