because if you really wanted to reach me, you'd pick up the fuckin' phone...

[skintoskin]

"Hi. This is Neil's answering machine. Neil isn't here right now, so you can leave a message, hang up and call back, catch me at school - HA! - or just give up and get on with your fuckin' life. Your choice."

BEEP!

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CONTACT: Call, text, video, action...

Comments

action! backdated to some non-curse day lol

[orangetoughguy]

[How Freddy figured out where Neil works might be his own little secret or maybe it was just damn good luck. Either way Orange has decided to meet him face to face instead of on the network to guarantee a lesser likelihood of the other kid just ditching the conversation. So he thinks anyway, but after his talk to White and learning White's already exchanged words with Neil, well, Freddy had to come. He's waited until the teen's got a free moment or even better finally off work to make his approach.]

action! sorry, work ate me, then no internet on weekend...

[skintoskin]

[Neil waves to Lucy, his ever-cheerful boss, and heads out, done selling soap and bath oils and so on for the day. He pulls on a light jacket and heads out the door, unaware that anyone would be waiting for him.]

action! no prob! I AM HERE NOW TOO

[orangetoughguy]

[At least this means Neil smells good unlike Freddy who smells like cigarettes wait actually that's probably appealing to some people but he's not here to attract Neil nope nope. Attraction and all that's part of what made this a problem in the first place.]

Hey. You got a second?

[Orange asks as soon as he swoops in to flank the teenager, from the curbside, to remove some of Neil's escape options.]

Call

[livingmyths]

Neil? It's Rain. Arthur says I should let you know I'm having cupcakes for my birthday in the greenhouse right now. You can come if you want. I'd like that.


[ooc: Totally cool whatever you want to do, tag in or say he was busy or didn't get the message till late or whatever. Just Arthur suggested it and Rain wouldn't choose not to invite Neil. :) ]

action! so sorry...

[skintoskin]

[Then Mr. O is there, smoking, and damn if Neil doesn't want a cigarette now. He'll have to wait until he gets home. He's surprised the man is there. Doesn't he hate Neil or, at the very least, have no reason to want to talk to him?]

Sure, I got a second.

[He keeps walking. If Mr. O wants to talk, he'll have to keep up.]

Call

[skintoskin]

Rain? Hi. Uh, I've been busy, sorry, but I'll try to make it to the greenhouse in time for your party, if even just part of it. Yeah. Um, bye.

Oh, wait! This is Neil. 'K, bye.


[ooc: I'll try to tag soon, unless it's too late...]

Re: Call

[livingmyths]

[ooc: Come along whenever if you like! I'm fine with all the backtagging!]

[orangetoughguy]

Cool.

[Orange has no problem smoking and talking on the go and he'll do his best to keep up with Neil unless the kid decides to up and run. Please don't up and run, Orange isn't prepared for a foot pursuit and he doesn't like having to mix work with...well, pleasure's not the right word here.]

How you doin'?

[He sure doesn't get straight to the point or anything right away though.]

[skintoskin]

[Neil has no plans on running, unless Mr. O intends to beat on him or something. But why the casual chit-chat shit? Hmmm...]

Okay. You?

[He isn't going to say anything more at the moment, not without knowing what this is about.]

... thought I'd tag again... :)

[skintoskin]

[Neil continues to look uncertain and decides to ask a question, after all.]

Hang on, you waited for me to get out of work to ask me how I'm doing? You could do that on the network, too, and not, you know, have to actually see me in person...

['Cause he was pretty sure Mr. O would be fine if he'd never met Neil...]

argh sorry I missed this!

[orangetoughguy]

Maybe I wanted to see you in person, did you think about that? This whole not-face-to-face-as-normal thing is new to me too, you know.

[He gestures between them with a wave back and forth of his hand. Of course Orange isn't here to talk to Neil about the benefits of good old face to face communication either...but it is nice knowing someone else who comes from a time without wifi and text messages.]

oh, please don't worry... taking longer than i thought to rebound from surgery...

[skintoskin]

[Neil thought about that and realized he hadn't asked W or O when they were from. He'd just let them fuck him stupid.]

Okay, I can get that, sure. When are you from, anyway?

» call

[thenormalsquint]

[She calls him because there's only but so many typos she can take in a text message. Sorry not sorry, Neil.]

Hi, Neil, it's Angela. Listen, uh, Joan is gone. She went back home so that means her room is free. I was wondering if you were still looking for a place to stay. If so, let me know? I did promise you a spot if the first deal went through.

» call - sorry for the delay...

[skintoskin]

[Maybe she can teach him how to type, oh yeah, really...

[He listens to the message, looks around his lonely apartment, and makes a call, wondering if she'll pick up. He lights a cigarette while he waits.]

» call - no i'm sorry. i never got the notif for this!

[thenormalsquint]

[She's an artist, not a magician.]

Hello?

» call - not a worry - I'm really slow right now... and so is my computer...

[skintoskin]

[If his typing remains difficult to read, maybe more people will speak to him instead.]

Angie. Neil. Hey.