Cell Phone

[wildkickstart]

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[advisortype]

[It takes him almost half an hour to psych himself up to it, but you been called.]

[wildkickstart]

Hey, Yousuke! What's up? [like it is the most natural thing in the world. she is oblivious to your psyching up.]

[advisortype]

[Can't you just FEEL the rehearsedness of this phonecall?]

Hey, Riza! I just wanted to see if you wanted to, like, practice for band or something. A-and I can bring music!

[wildkickstart]

[Yes. Yes, she really can. But she is a classy lady and will not call him out on it.]

Aren't we supposed to be not practicing? Or practicing how to suck? Or... something?

[advisortype]

[Yousuke greatly appreciates this fact. Or, he would, if he didn't assume she didn't notice.]

Oh, yeah. Uh... alright, skip the practice I guess. Well, skip straight to the music, then? I can get like, thirty hours worth of some pretty good metal!

[Improvisation begun.]

[wildkickstart]

[A gentle laugh.] I don't know if I have thirty hours to kill, but I'm always up for rocking out. Bring whatever you can over to my room.

[advisortype]

I can just give you all of it, for future use.

[...aahhhhh omigod invited to her room!] Alright, I'll be right over. Uh, which room?

[wildkickstart]

That's what he said. It's A16. Listen for the music. You can't miss it.

[advisortype]

[Didn't hear that.] You got it, be there in ten.

((It's awkward time. Who gets to make the post?))

[wildkickstart]

Sweet. See you then. [click. phones don't go click anymore. phones should go click again.]

((fff. I've been trying to write a paper for the last four hours or so and I think I'm finally making headway, so you might be better off making the post if you want it to happen anytime before, oh, the end of days.))

[advisortype]

See ya! [Click, aaaand begin panicking and furious changing into fresh clothing and etc.]

((Gotcha, post on its way!))