[ maybe, in the back of her mind, this is a first step. a small, baby step toward... something. but, on the surface, immediately, she's cashing in her promise of pushing angel to be social and to get out more. because, like her, angel needs some color in his - well, everything. and god if there's something cordelia misses, it's color ]
You didn't pick up. Okay. I know that this is a longshot - for the record, I mean hearing back and not you saying yes - because, it's me and you'd be crazy to say no to me, but, it's Cordelia and I hear that there's some sort of festival going on. Would you be interested in... [ and she pauses because, is she asking angel out? no, they're friends. really good friends. and she's going to get him out of his room. plus, seeing him in daylight? that's one for the books. ] Sorry, something strange walked by. This city has its fair share of surprises, that's for sure. Would you want to check it out with me? A festival could be fun, right? I heart they're great places to meet new people, make new friends...
[ and the implication is clear. ]
Call me back. Also, if you manage to miss this altogether - and I swear we're giving you a tutorial on this thing - I'll come by tomorrow morning. Possibly drag you. Showering beforehand might be optional. Again, not taking no for an answer. Okay. Call me. Back.
[ 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. ]
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[ voice mail ]
You didn't pick up. Okay. I know that this is a longshot - for the record, I mean hearing back and not you saying yes - because, it's me and you'd be crazy to say no to me, but, it's Cordelia and I hear that there's some sort of festival going on. Would you be interested in... [ and she pauses because, is she asking angel out? no, they're friends. really good friends. and she's going to get him out of his room. plus, seeing him in daylight? that's one for the books. ] Sorry, something strange walked by. This city has its fair share of surprises, that's for sure. Would you want to check it out with me? A festival could be fun, right? I heart they're great places to meet new people, make new friends...
[ and the implication is clear. ]
Call me back. Also, if you manage to miss this altogether - and I swear we're giving you a tutorial on this thing - I'll come by tomorrow morning. Possibly drag you. Showering beforehand might be optional. Again, not taking no for an answer. Okay. Call me. Back.
[ 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. ]
[ text ] i could start a thread at the festival
Right answer! Meet in your welcome hall in an hour?
voice; sure, sounds good to me!
[ well... it's not like he has anything better to do. ]
Alright.
voice; thumbs up!
See you then.
[ She says it softly, a smile on her lips. Instead of texting him. ]