First Take

[previousmodel]

{WARNING: THE FOLLOWING ENTRY ISN'T FUNNY OR CLEVER. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.}

Oh my god...Nate? Where am I? Last thing I remember was...oh hell...Nate, are you out there?

[muffled cursing]

-No camera, no wallet, no money...

If this is some stupid joke-

[more muffled cursing]

HEY, IS ANYONE OUT THERE?

Comments

[brbpouncingyou]

Oh, so you're from Nate's world, huh?

...By any chance, are you named Elena?

[previousmodel]

How did you-

[brbpouncingyou]

Nate's here. Worried sick about you. You'd better go find him.

[previousmodel]

Okay...uh, thanks?

[If Action is okay?]

[bukapintu]

[Nate's half-stumbled out of the bedroom by now, buttoning the dress shirt he has to wear, seeing as he doesn't have his original clothes yet.]

Mornin'.

[... ... ....Wait, a minute. His head shoots up.

STARE.]

[No worries, it's fine]

[previousmodel]

[Return stare]

...Nate?

SWEET

[bukapintu]

[Seeing as the last time he saw Elena she was hurt and bloody...

INSTA-HUG.]

Nate's such a sweetheart sometimes XD

[previousmodel]

[Elena has wind knocked of her, but awkwardly returns the hug. She's confused and she'd just hugged him shortly before she got here, but he seems to need it. She decides to go for the teasing approach.]

Hey, take it easy! I was bedridden until recently, can't you give a girl some warning at the very least?

[previousmodel]

In a manner of speaking, yes.

[previousmodel]

...Yes....

[bustydefense]

Nate? There is someone named Nate here...

[previousmodel]

I just met up with him, yeah. You know Nate?

[bustydefense]

Oh good! You must be the woman he's been worried about.

[previousmodel]

He's been worried about me? I thought so.