#captainsays

Fun. Cake.

Fun. Cake. Fun. Cake.

FunCake.

Fu- Fu- Fu-. C-.

Fu-C-.

ah, right then

TO : Musume Anya, Curly Grant (XXXX, XX) FROM : Rocky Mountain Record Traders - KRCT (Haven Springs, CO) [Contents of the package include a blue beanie, a CD titled ’The Kickass Nurly Mixtape’, a piece of paper with a phone number and email address, and a recording tape. When inserted into a player, the tape plays the following message.]

“What’s up, Anya and Curly ! You’re live on KRCT with— ah shit, wait. Sorry, force of habit. It’s me, Steph ! I figured this would be better than writing a letter. Anyway, gifts ! For Curly, the ultimate cowboy mixtape, featuring country, rockabilly, and—” [unintelligible voices in the distance] “…yes, Gabe and Ryan, bird calls, I didn’t forget. Moving on ! Anya, I uh… I hope you like the beanie. My friend Charlotte helped me for the knitting part, and we made sure you can trace the shape of the bird patches with your fingers. No matter what anyone says… I think you’re beautiful. I want to help you feel like the most gorgeous woman in the room, because you are. So, if wearing this eases up the comments you hear and helps even just a little bit, then it’s a win. Now go and fuck them all up during that trial ! I believe in you, and I… I love you two so fucking much. When this is all over, you can bet I’ll be visiting you — in person. I hope you’re comfortable with hugs, because I’ll have a lot to give. Thank you both, for everything. …Alright, time to change the music. Steph out !" 

[End of recording] [ooc : Sorry this is very long lmao. Thank you so much mods for managing these blogs, they’ve been a huge emotional support for me over the months. Didn’t ship Curlya at first but this AU made me adore them so congrats, you got another one on board lol. Sending asks as Steph was an absolute joy and I’m so grateful to have followed Nurly and Canya’s storyline. Take care of yourselves, and I hope you create many more things that make you happy. Peace and love <3]

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What a beautiful care package.. I put the hat on immediately, Curly thinks it’s cute. I love the birds. 

Thank you so much for your kind words, Steph. I can’t wait for you to come visit. I’m sure it’ll be a blast. But let me say, I’m so glad that now you will only be receiving the texts that I intend for you to see. Haha!

Talk soon!

Love,

[Once again, I am thanking @targetf0rce / @askflint so much for this. I love Flint with my entire heart. I will not be tolerating any Flint hate.]

F: "Anya...Hey.. What's going on... well. other than that situation...?"

A: "... What do you mean? I don't really have much else going on."

F: "...You've...you've changed... You barely talk to me, barely look at me...Did- Did I do something wrong Anya?"

A: "No! You.. You didn't do anything wrong, I just.. There's a lot on my mind, I guess."

F: "...I see...yeah.. a lot has happened with Curly."

A: “Exactly, and he really needs me right now. I need to make sure he’s okay, I… I have to.”

F: "Do you need help? I could clean the place, I doubt you've had a chance."

A: “I’ll be honest, Flint, I don’t know if I could handle that right now. We have a system, it’s a very important system..”

F: "...It's okay to be struggling and need help Anya."

A: “It’s not anything I can’t manage. It’s Curly and I, I can manage.”

F: "....What do you mean?"

A: “I just mean that like… It’s Curly. Curly and I have always been able to get through it. Things like this. So I got this.”

F:"...What about me Anya? What about us?"

A: “… What about us? I don’t understand.”

F: "You... you say that its "you and Curly." What about you and me?"

A: “Well I just… I don’t know, I wasn’t thinking about us.”

F: "I.....I see.."

A: “What’s wrong?”

F: "....Anya.. do you still love me?"

A: “I mean, of course I do.”

F: "Can you say it...please?"

A: “… I don’t think I can right now.”

F: "....You....you can't?"

A: “There’s just a lot going on right now, Flint. I don’t know if I can.”

F: "You...love him. Don't you."

A: “… I’ve always loved him.”

F: "...Did.. [sniffle] did you ever love me?"

A: “Of course I did! I do! It’s just so complicated..”

F: "I... I don't know anymore Anya.. I- I I- don't..."

A: “… I think it may be best if we spend some time apart…”

F: ".....I see."

A: “I’m sorry, Flint. I really am..”

F: "....I need to go- I can't- I... I-"

A: “I.. Yeah. I’ll let you go… Take care, really..”

F: "...right. Look after yourself."

A: “I will… I promise…”

Curly is alive, I’m committing the sound of the heart monitor to memory. It’s the same machine as when I was laid up in bed, and yet, it sounds so much different.

The.. Doctors told me everything. I signed all the paperwork. Anything he needs, he gets. I’ll deal with the rest later.

I’m so grateful he’s still alive. I still feel like I’m running. I’m trapped out on the street. I can only imagine how he looks, but I know his hands are cold.

I can’t call Curly again, I’d feel terrible dragging him out of work. I can do this, I just… I can’t open the closet and get my wheel chair out. So I’m laying here, crying to my phone as if it matters.