Voicemail, Room 603 [Open to all]

[ihatedenmark]

Hi, you've reached the personal voicemail of Hamlet. I'm not here right now because obviously I have far more important things to do with my time than to sit around and wait for ignorant peons to phone. If you simply must contact me, leave a message after the tone. If this is my Uncle Claudius, please do tell me how you are and where I can find you

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[dbiers]

Late Friday night... or maybe it was just really early Saturday morning, D wasn't really sure and she'd had enough Ambrosia to not really care. Anyway, the point was, she left a message.

"Darkest Cheerleader? I have an unexpected spare ticket to this prom thing. Would you like it? If so, ring me back. If not... pretend you never received this call, yeah?"

[ihatedenmark]

Hamlet was pleasantly surprised upon receiving a message from D, and phoned her back soon afterwards.

"D'anna? This is Hamlet. I would be more than delighted to take that extra ticket off your hands, and accompany you. I'll meet you there at the dance."