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[melocoton]

THE TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT MEME

one ➝ post with your character and their name/canon/pref in the subject.
two ➝ either post with a tfln or just wait for someone.
three ➝ respond to people's texts or tag them with your own.
four ➝ fun time for all!

Comments

[boucher]

Lisbeth, I don't wish to patronize you, but I'm finding it difficult to cope with the fact you're claiming your misconduct with my alcohol makes me the one at fault.

It sounds like you took advantage of my trust to punish me for giving it to you. That would also imply you take me for an idiot.

[salanders]

you asked that i find a suitable bottle to accompany our meal. i did. what i was to do with it afterwards was neither directed by you nor premeditated by me.

you aren't an idiot, dr. lecter. you aren't specific, either.

your coping with me was not my decision.

[boucher]

Are you hurt?

[salanders]

no.

[ can he feel the glare from here? ]

[boucher]

[ Can she fill in how he wouldn't blink to even humor her right now? ]

Did you hurt someone else?

[salanders]

[ the words 'not yet' spring to mind. ]

no.

[ she repeats, but the meaning is somehow different. ]

[boucher]

I am sorry that I may have jumped to conclusions. I found myself with a very deep wine stain on my carpet and you were gone. I am not an idiot, but I'll admit I am not a detective.

Mostly, I'm concerned about you. Was the spilling very necessary, though?

[salanders]

[ lisbeth's next response is hesitant, taking several moments to arrive. ]

it was a mistake. it won't happen again.

[ ie: she's more than ready for this conversation to end. ]

[boucher]

[ That's it? He gives a blatant apology and you can't? Text is the easiest way to lie, Lisbeth, how are you incapable of this?

...

You are so lucky you're a little more than just meat to him, seriously.

He's not done with you yet. A parting shot, right in that discomfort. He has to punish you somehow. ]

I know you can't forget it, even if you choose not to acknowledge the evidence of my willingness to provide you some sanctuary otherwise. A rug is a rug and wine is wine. You are singular.

[salanders]

[ she wasn't expecting anything less. why should she? she reads the text, deletes it. her thumb lingers over the screen. she could say something back, but she doesn't.

it won't do any good.

'you are singular'.

she can't forget it and he's right. ]