✈ voicemail

[smokesinspace]

This is Cid. Cut to the chase and tell me what the hell you want. It better be damn important, too.

[later added]

If you're that freak: GET THE *&^# OUT!

[ooc: for those who are curious, he's referring to Magnus Bane 8D WHO SHOULD STILL FREELY CALL ROTFLMAO]

Comments

IC

[redcladidealist]

[He's either oblivious or he just doesn't care. Glare away, Cid~]

That girl who said it was your birthday? Don't be too rough on her. She's just doing what friends do!

IC

[smokesinspace.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? And friends break into someone's house and fill it with all this balloon party *&$#?

IC

[redcladidealist]

It got the message across, didn't it? It shows she really cares! People don't take that much time to do something like this unless they really are your friends.

IC

[smokesinspace.livejournal.com]

Sure, maybe for other people. But if she cared, she'd know not ta pull that kind of *&#@ around me>

IC

[redcladidealist]

So do something like that for her when it's her birthday.

IC

[smokesinspace.livejournal.com]

Like I even know what that is. [...wait.] How the *&^@ did she know it was my birthday!?

IC

[redcladidealist]

You didn't tell her? Maybe one of your other friends did.

IC

[smokesinspace.livejournal.com]

But how the hell would they—[now Cid is really annoyed.]

That girl—where the hell has she been snoopin'??

IC

[redcladidealist]

Why don't you ask her? [In Lloyd's mind, the simple solutions usually work best.] Though I don't see what the big deal is. It's just a friend wishing you happy birthday, right? What's so weird about that?

IC

[smokesinspace.livejournal.com]

[oh he'll ask her all right.]

She can do it without breakin' and enterin' my house and wakin' me up.