Voicemail Post

[suitably_heroic]

"Hey. This is Atton. If you're getting this, I'm either not around or I can't tell you where I am, so leave a message and I'll figure out if I want to get back to you."

Beep.

Comments

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

Guess who was drunk at a cowboy bar and paying no attention to who she was sending pictures to?

The picture in this text was of a very drunk girl in high heels in the process of falling off a mechanical bull that she had been standing, not sitting on. Her screwed-up facial expression was pretty priceless.

whta th fuck s wrnog wth pple

[suitably_heroic]

... Yeah, that picture wasn't leaving Atton's phone any time soon.

I don't know. You tried asking them? he texted back.

Far be it from him not to encourage bad behavior.

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

the stpuipd mhtgi be cotnogeeous

Said the girl who currently couldn't spell the word 'might.' Or 'stupid.' Or anything even close to 'contagious.'

[suitably_heroic]

You just whack them around the ears and run if it looks like they're about to contage, Atton wrote.

Because who cared about whether words actually existed if the recipient was drunk anyway?

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

i wuoldd if i cldd use hr shoes to hti her with

That was barely even coherent, April.

[suitably_heroic]

Sure, ask the ex-Sith for advice on that one.

Why not give it a shot?

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

Several minutes later, Atton was receiving a picture that was mostly just a tangle of a girl's hair, and otherwise hard to work out what was happening in it.

she scraemed atme so i bit her

[suitably_heroic]

Atton was a terrible influence.

Great work! he enthused. Glad we figured that one out.