#*texts*

@side-chara-cter

[Text]; Give me a moment to get some things together. Where do you want to meet?

He replied quickly, suddenly giving his mother an excuse to leave. Ironically, Erika is there at the moment, and all she does is stay silent as Prince goes to grab tools from his room.

 Steel was already in the elevator, bag draped over their shoulder and filled with the bare essentials for the mission. They’d worn a bandage over their left eye, not so much to cover the blind eye as to cover the bruise that’d formed right under it from Crimson’s punch. Their hair could barely cover the trace of his fingerprints from their neck and they’d worn an extra necklace or two to help with that.

 Their reply came quick and short, texting back with one hand as they made their way out of the apartment building as quietly as they could.

Just a word or two, or a text from you (pt.3)

{Accepting}

❤ for an affectionate text 

[TXT from Crimson] Babe I got held off at work and I’m gonna be a little late. Messed up some dishes. Probably because I was thinking about you <3 Want me to pick up some cake on my way there?

[TXT from Crimson] NOT YOU. THIS WAS FOR MY GF. NOT YOU. OF ALL PEOPLE.

Just a word or two, or a text from you (pt.3)

{Accepting}

☽ for a sleepy text {Steel to Kather}

[TXT: Babyface @3:00am] hey. whachu doin rn?..wanna know what im doin?

[TXT: Babyface @3:05am] imma tell u anyway. im talking to mr bananabrains bout u. he say he wanna meet u bc hes not gonna let just anyone go steady with his ‘bby girl’. yes it what he calls me. hes weird sometimes

[TXT: Babyface @3:09am] …do u think u can take care of mr bananabrains if i ever cant? like. if something happened and i had to leave forever would you take care of him for me?

☽ for a sleepy text  {Crimson to Vea}

[TXT: Veasna @4:44pm] VEA I NEED YOUR HELP I WOKE UP 2 HOURS BEFORE I HAVE TO AND I WANNA GO BACK TO SLEEP BUT IM NOT REALLY SLEEPY! WHAT SHOULD I DO! THE CAT VIDS-

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Kather didn’t recognize the number at first and thought it might have been some odd spam message. Until he remembered the strange girl that had borrowed his family’s copy of ‘Twenty thousand leagues under the sea’ he remembered the promise he made for her and quickly saved the number to his phone before responding.

[TXT Something Bad-ass]: You’re absolutely correct. The real Captain Nemo would have been an octopus considering how intelligent they are and never would have been caught so easily by those divers. [TXT Something Bad-ass]: Perhaps you could make a rewrite of the movie  with a more accurate representation for a character named after Captain Nemo.

 Her phone buzzed subtly in a response that came unexpectedly quick. She had thought they wouldn’t be up at this hour and had already compromised with waiting patiently for the response. No need to rush, she’d thought.

 Either way now slim fingers embellished with silver rings of various shapes and sizes reached out to pull the phone up on the mattress she called a bed and skim through his replies.

 If Steel hadn’t been all alone in her room that small hint of a smile probably would’ve never made its way on her lips. The rich boy was funny.

[TXT: babyface] i suck at writing. my teachers say chickens can write better than me

[TXT: babyface] though that might bc bc im too lazy to do my homework so i just make weird letters they cant read. they give me like 4/10 instead of 0/10 cus theyre too proud to admit they cant read it lol

*Narcissus spends a minute or two staring at the text before he finally sighs and responds.

[Define ‘wrong’ act.]

@twotiredbeings

[I know someone else who just tried random numbers until they got mine]

[Can’t believe that actually works]

[Anyways, there’s no one here who could give me your number]

[So you just sit there and text random numbers?]