Room 222 - Thursday Night - Phone Call/Linkdrop
Dick had been in his room for a total of five seconds before his phone rang. He groaned when he saw who was calling.
"Hey there...Madison." said Dick, not bothering to hide his disappointment.
"Why haven't you called me?" asked Madison angrily "It's my birthday!"
Don't say you forgot. Don't say you forgot...
"Um...I forgot?"
Dammit!
"DICK!"
"I'm sorry!" apologized Dick "I didn't mean to-what's all that noise?"
Dick could hear faint sounds of music, laughter and various other party noises in the background.
"Well just because you aren't here doesn't mean I'm not going to have a party." said Madison.
"If you're having a party then why are you calling me?" asked Dick. He somehow knew asking this was a mistake.
"How dare you say that! You should be glad I'm taking time out of my awesome party to talk to you!" she said "Is it so wrong for a girlfriend to check up on her boyfriend?"
"I thought we broke up." said Dick. At least he hoped what all that yelling on New Years Eve was about. His memory of it was a little fuzzy.
"I explained this to you on New Years. When you're in Neptune or if I ever visit that place you're in then we're dating. When we're separated then we're single." said Madison, exasperated.
"And I agreed to this?" asked Dick. He must have been really drunk.
"Yes. Yes you did."
"What if I get a girlfriend here?" asked Dick. Seemed like a valid question to him.
"Dick Casablancas! If you ever get a girlfriend there I'll-"
"Hey! Don't you want to know how I'm doing?" asked Dick, quickly trying to change the subject.
"Fine, whatever. How are you doing?" asked Madison but it was clear she really didn't care.
"Um..." Dick suddenly wished he did more stuff today "Well, I met my roommate yesterday. And today I watched a zombie movie and talked to a few guys. Some dude named Sokka said I was his new best friend, which is pretty cool."
"Sokka?" questioned Madison.
"I didn't ask." says Dick "He looks foriegn and cartoon-y or something."
"Have you talked to any girls?" asked Madison testily.
"Que?"
"Dick. Have you talked to any girls?"
"A few." said Dick. Meaning five.
"Who?" asked Madison.
"Why? You're never going to meet them." said Dick. He added a "hopefully" inside his head. ((Dude, I will pay someone in internet hugs to play Madison for a weekend, lol.))
"I might visit sometime. I go to New York to shop all the time. I might as well stop by to see you while I'm out there." said Madison. Dick heard glass break in the background and he knew Mrs. Sinclair must be having a heart attack by now because of the noise.
"For a booty call?" asked Dick, who had his full attention on the phone conversation for the first time.
"Ugh. Is that all you think about?" asked Madison, who very well knew the answer.
"No! I think about beer and video games too!" argued Dick "But sex is just so much more fun to think about."
Madison laughed. "Well, I suppose a booty call could be arranged. But it better be spectacular if I have to travel all the way to the east coast for it."
"Isn't it always?"
She rolled her eyes. "Names of the girls Dick."
"Jeez. Tori, Dawn, Annette, Isabel and Alanna"
"...are any of them prettier than me?" asked Madison.
Finally, a question Dick knew how to answer correctly. "Of course not baby. No one is prettier than you."
"Good answer. Hold on a minute, the doorbell just rang." said Madison. Dick heard her footsteps walk away from the phone.
A few minutes later Madison picked up the phone and shouted at Dick. "You would not believe who just crashed my party!"
"Who?"
"Veronica fucking Mars, that Wallace kid and that freaky ass girl with the stripes in her hair!"
"Mac." said Dick.
"It doesn't matter! They don't belong here!" fumed Madison "I gotta go. Veronica's probably going to try to steal stuff so she can hock it in order to...I don't know, pay her morgage or something!"
Dick heard a click and then the dial tone. He closed his phone. "Bye Madison."
((All fixed now! Not open since I'm about to pass out. OOC comments always welcome though. Had to do it since I remembered Mac and Madison had the same birthday;) ))
"Hey there...Madison." said Dick, not bothering to hide his disappointment.
"Why haven't you called me?" asked Madison angrily "It's my birthday!"
Don't say you forgot. Don't say you forgot...
"Um...I forgot?"
Dammit!
"DICK!"
"I'm sorry!" apologized Dick "I didn't mean to-what's all that noise?"
Dick could hear faint sounds of music, laughter and various other party noises in the background.
"Well just because you aren't here doesn't mean I'm not going to have a party." said Madison.
"If you're having a party then why are you calling me?" asked Dick. He somehow knew asking this was a mistake.
"How dare you say that! You should be glad I'm taking time out of my awesome party to talk to you!" she said "Is it so wrong for a girlfriend to check up on her boyfriend?"
"I thought we broke up." said Dick. At least he hoped what all that yelling on New Years Eve was about. His memory of it was a little fuzzy.
"I explained this to you on New Years. When you're in Neptune or if I ever visit that place you're in then we're dating. When we're separated then we're single." said Madison, exasperated.
"And I agreed to this?" asked Dick. He must have been really drunk.
"Yes. Yes you did."
"What if I get a girlfriend here?" asked Dick. Seemed like a valid question to him.
"Dick Casablancas! If you ever get a girlfriend there I'll-"
"Hey! Don't you want to know how I'm doing?" asked Dick, quickly trying to change the subject.
"Fine, whatever. How are you doing?" asked Madison but it was clear she really didn't care.
"Um..." Dick suddenly wished he did more stuff today "Well, I met my roommate yesterday. And today I watched a zombie movie and talked to a few guys. Some dude named Sokka said I was his new best friend, which is pretty cool."
"Sokka?" questioned Madison.
"I didn't ask." says Dick "He looks foriegn and cartoon-y or something."
"Have you talked to any girls?" asked Madison testily.
"Que?"
"Dick. Have you talked to any girls?"
"A few." said Dick. Meaning five.
"Who?" asked Madison.
"Why? You're never going to meet them." said Dick. He added a "hopefully" inside his head. ((Dude, I will pay someone in internet hugs to play Madison for a weekend, lol.))
"I might visit sometime. I go to New York to shop all the time. I might as well stop by to see you while I'm out there." said Madison. Dick heard glass break in the background and he knew Mrs. Sinclair must be having a heart attack by now because of the noise.
"For a booty call?" asked Dick, who had his full attention on the phone conversation for the first time.
"Ugh. Is that all you think about?" asked Madison, who very well knew the answer.
"No! I think about beer and video games too!" argued Dick "But sex is just so much more fun to think about."
Madison laughed. "Well, I suppose a booty call could be arranged. But it better be spectacular if I have to travel all the way to the east coast for it."
"Isn't it always?"
She rolled her eyes. "Names of the girls Dick."
"Jeez. Tori, Dawn, Annette, Isabel and Alanna"
"...are any of them prettier than me?" asked Madison.
Finally, a question Dick knew how to answer correctly. "Of course not baby. No one is prettier than you."
"Good answer. Hold on a minute, the doorbell just rang." said Madison. Dick heard her footsteps walk away from the phone.
A few minutes later Madison picked up the phone and shouted at Dick. "You would not believe who just crashed my party!"
"Who?"
"Veronica fucking Mars, that Wallace kid and that freaky ass girl with the stripes in her hair!"
"Mac." said Dick.
"It doesn't matter! They don't belong here!" fumed Madison "I gotta go. Veronica's probably going to try to steal stuff so she can hock it in order to...I don't know, pay her morgage or something!"
Dick heard a click and then the dial tone. He closed his phone. "Bye Madison."
((All fixed now! Not open since I'm about to pass out. OOC comments always welcome though. Had to do it since I remembered Mac and Madison had the same birthday;) ))