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[ironmanic]

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[punchedhitler]

HELLO THIS IS STEVE ROGERS ARE YOU DOING WELL TODAY?

TEXT;

[ironmanic]

fine yes

why is everything in caps lock steve

TEXT; about ten minutes later

[punchedhitler]

I CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO NOT MAKE IT IN CAPITAL LETTERS. STEVE ROGERS

TEXT;

[ironmanic]

sigh

i sighed so audibly the voice recording function picked it up. look at your life steve

did you get my donuts?

text;

[byweavinglives]

[Late on Thanksgiving night]

did you eat a lot of turkey?

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[ironmanic]

a slice to be festive but i can think of other things id be eating

you?

text;

[byweavinglives]

i don't eat turkey.

or stuffing. or pie.

text;

[ironmanic]

wow thanksgiving must suck for you

not even a parade around to keep you entertained for about an hour

[calling calling lalala]

[char_he_mcgee]

[She's borrowing someone's device to make this call since hers is nowhere to be found ATM. If she doesn't get Tony, she's going to text him repeatedly until he answers. Even if the npc owner of the device is glaring.]

phone;

[ironmanic]

[He doesn't recognize the frequency, and he's fucking tired but that's nothing new as he flies around the City trying to look for any sign of her. It's midnight, now, as Jarvis politely tells him, and he hopes to find her somewhere.

He answers somewhat impatiently.]

Yeah, what?

phone;

[char_he_mcgee]

Hi, Tony. [She sounds relieved. He's okay. Thank God. She also sounds exhausted.] It's Charlie. I'm ---well, I guess that curse is over.

phone;

[ironmanic]

Charlie? Damn- where the hell did you go?

[action]

[byweavinglives]

[She doesn't bother with texting; it's about two in the morning, and she's dressed to kill in a Burberry jacket and a pair of spiked heels with a pair of leather pants and a crisply cut long-sleeved shirt.

She has a box, too, a big one, when Jarvis announces that she's at Tony's door.]

[action]

[ironmanic]

[Tony's awake, Tony's fresh, Tony goes through the super-cool authorized personnel only routes to greet her at his door, all suaveness and not bothering to hide the fact that he is undressing her with his eyes. God damn.]

I must have been a good boy today.

[He's getting the best present ever.]

[action]

[byweavinglives]

Should I have put a bow on this box?

[She tilts her head and nods forward; she wants inside, it's cold]

[action]

[ironmanic]

Screw the bow.

[He steps aside with a sweep of his arms]

I'm more interested in what's inside.

[And who's holding it, but that's a given.]

[punchedhitler]

TONY THIS IS STEVE ROGERS

[ironmanic]

weird- it's like i already knew before i even opened the message. how about that.

what?

[punchedhitler]

WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN IRISH SPRING AND DOVE?

[ironmanic]

is this an actual question you're asking me right now?