texts } for charming and felicity

[graveflowers]

[Sometime between her night with Luthir and the funeral -- maybe she is still in bed, maybe she is at the church, maybe she is just sitting eating her cereal, who knows, use your imagination -- her two closest friends at the castle get the following, very different, text messages:]

text to charming

Is there a less high school word for boyfriend that isn't... manfriend?

text to felicity

ADFGHJKLLOJH. I caught my great white whale!!

Comments

[graveflowers]

No it's okay, we just need to catch up for real. Seriously. Skype date soon, when the funeral is all done and I have a couple hours, I'll call you and we'll do this up, okay?

[uncease]

sounds good. I'll try to talk to Amara between now and then and let you know how it goes

[graveflowers]

Good. I miss your stupid face.

[uncease]

Miss you too

[graveflowers]

Okay, I've reached the point that if I keep my phone out any longer some elf priest is gonna side eye me, possibly to death. Yay funerals! I'll call you later. Please take a moment to imagine me violently hugging you, kay?

[uncease]

I think I still remember what that feels like. Bye for now.

[graveflowers]

Toodles Charming, wish me luck.