ic inbox!

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[ 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

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[ he can't blame her for being a bummer and he's certainly not going to call her out on it, but she's being a bummer. ]

i know all about suckitude believe me

for lack of a better term it sucks and i wish i could do more than repeat a word until it doesn't look like a word anymore

[ and if what she's told him is any indication, she's pretty well versed in the topic as well. ]

[drunkenfist]

yea but thats the point where you pick a new word
& abuse the crap outta it

[ but she knows she's being a bummer and she feels bad about it. she's supposed to be the one supporting everyone else, not sitting here being sad and selfish. so deep breaths, lalonde. ]

sry i prolly shouldnt be dumpin this all on u
like i said b4 i just wanted to check in & see how you were doin
im guessing better now?
if you wanna talk about anything u know im here right

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[ he squirms around until he's comfortable, folding one arm behind his head as a makeshift pillow and texting idly with the other. ever since that encounter with her as red hood, he feels like he knows her a little better, but what good does it really do him if he has to act like she's the same old roxy? ]

same goes to you though i can't promise my advice is any good

just not sure how to take a lot of the stuff that happened

makes a guy miss home

[ he's angry for dick; not upset, not scared, but angry that something was able to do that to him, and he can't help but wonder what bruce would think of the whole debacle. thinking about bruce, of course, always puts him in a bad mood these days, and he's just so, so tired of hurting.

being away has made his rage better, but now all he's left with is that raw wound of abandonment. ]

[drunkenfist]

[ because she's still the same roxy—a little knowledge about her home life doesn't change that. if she knew he was having those thoughts, she'd do her best to convince him of that, but if that was the case, they wouldn't be here in the first place, would they?

she curls up against the headrest of her bed, knees tucked to her chest, one arm wrapped around them as she types with her other. ]

its not always bout advice yknow
sometimes ppl just need someone to listen so they can get all their shit off their chest
like idk if id have any advice for you about the crap that went down
other than running + hiding = the best plan ever
bcuz if youre hiding they cant throw u in jail lol
but if theres something you wanna say....
i got a cardboard sign a stool and a glass jar just waitin for 5cents
doc ro-lal is in

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aw rox you're worth way more than 5 cents

i'd pay at LEAST a quarter for your company

[ he feels like he owes her something, but secrets are kind of meant to be kept. but, he supposes... he's spoken of his family before. she doesn't need details—there's no harm in setting down the base for maybe one day opening up.

about bruce. about dying. the red hood stuff can stay under wraps for now. ]

anyway text is totally not the best medium for this

i'm thinking a book would more aptly encompass all my issues

[drunkenfist]

[ roxy stares at this text for a long moment, unsure which part is more sad: the fact that he didn't pick up on the peanuts reference, or the fact that jason doesn't seem to realize that books are just lots and lots of text on paper.




s q u i n t. ]

man
wtf kinda childhood you gotta have
where u dont even recognize a charlie brown ref
smh so hard @ this

[ just give her this and then she'll go back to being serious. ]

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you underestimate me

the sentiment still stands that lucy's help was probably worth 5 cents

but you >>>>> lucy by far

[drunkenfist]

[ kjdfhlksdjfsdlf ]

oh my effing
way 2 totally turn that around on me
i miust be losin my touch on this shit
thats totally my schitck step off jay
(only dont rly)

anywho gettin back on that sadsack track of ours
if ur not doin anything tonight....
idk maybe u could come over
& share the rough draft of ur novel with me
i got a fridge fulla cider
a shoulder fulla sympathy
& a apt fulla empty

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you had me at cider

[ maybe it's worth it to at least give her a little backstory. and truth be told, this month has put him in serious need of some roxy time that doesn't involve criticizing the way she moves or the plans she makes.

he misses her. plain and simple. ]