ic inbox!

[secundus]

 

[ it's just the basic voicemail message, complete with the gentle female automated operator telling you you've reached the inbox of—awkward pause, jason's voice saying his own name—and that he's unavailable at the moment. leave a message after the beep. ]

Comments

[drunkenfist]

[ truthfully she'll never get used to the concept of someone actually wanting to hang out with her. though she loves her friends with all her heart, most of the time they just seemed to tolerate her while they, y'know, were themselves.

ah, they all had more important things to deal with, she supposes.

checking the calendar, roxy hums to herself. ]

Sounds good t'me!

[secundus]

[ he glances over his shoulder to make sure dick isn't lurking around to see him get all dorky over a girl, and then he silently fistpumps.

hell yes. ]

Awesome. I'll give you another call with some solid plans later.

oh my god stop being adorable jason i can't take it

[drunkenfist]

[ but it's not like roxy's not doing her own celebrating: doing a little dance where no one can see her.

this is so cool, she's so glad she said hi to him when he arrived. ]

I look forward to it, babe. Don't keep me waiting long.

HE'LL STOP WHEN ROXY STOPS

[secundus]

Don't worry, I won't. Later.

[ and on that hella cool note, he hangs up, feeling rather pleased with himself on this beautiful morning.

he got a date. ]