Voicemail

[whenshewasnice]

This is Nat's voicemail. I'm busy, so leave a message after the tone.

BEEP.

You've reached Envy. Speak.

BEEP.

Comments

[dollpocalypse]

This drunk text was short and simple and even spelled correctly! Imagine that.

teach me how to meta?

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie squinted at her phone.

No. Are you drunk again?

[dollpocalypse]

very

So, that settled that.

please?

[whenshewasnice]

No. You either have the ability or you don't. So I couldn't even if I wanted to.

Yes, she was implying she didn't want to.

[dollpocalypse]

you never know what you can do until you try

Don't quote kindergarten teachers, Topher.

also im really smart soooooooo

[whenshewasnice]

Irrelevant. It's beyond you.

[dollpocalypse]

my feelings are hurt, Topher informed her solemnly.

[whenshewasnice]

You texted me.

What did you expect, Topher?

[dollpocalypse]

i see how it is

Did he? Did he really?

[whenshewasnice]

Ooh! Natalie could answer that!

I really don't think you do.

[dollpocalypse]

no no i see many things i am an insightful kind of guy

Really?

[whenshewasnice]

No. You're just drunk.

[dollpocalypse]

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Then, a few minutes later:

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[whenshewasnice]

Excellent argumentation there. (In case your alcohol-addled brain can't tell, that's sarcasm.)

[dollpocalypse]

OH yeah i TOTALLY dont know sarcasm

That won you no points, Topher.

i think you are being mean

[whenshewasnice]

And to think this was her humouring you, Topher.

So?