[ he's slowly been starting to get the hang of this voice mail stuff, but it still takes him an uncomfortable long while to finally manage a reply. though part of him does consider just giving up entirely in hopes of trying to avoid getting dragged out to this festival...
but something tells him she really did mean that threat at the end. ]
Sure. [ he pauses, not sure what else to say. or perhaps just wondering whether he even managed to properly reply using this thing. ] Uh... I mean, yeah. I'll go. That's fine.
[ no need to twist his arm... too much. ]
This is stupid, I feel like I'm just talking to myself. [ and with a click, off goes his message back to her. ]
[ voice mail ]
but something tells him she really did mean that threat at the end. ]
Sure. [ he pauses, not sure what else to say. or perhaps just wondering whether he even managed to properly reply using this thing. ] Uh... I mean, yeah. I'll go. That's fine.
[ no need to twist his arm... too much. ]
This is stupid, I feel like I'm just talking to myself. [ and with a click, off goes his message back to her. ]