Voicemail

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

"Hi, you know who you reached. Leave your name, number, and a brief message with a good explanation of why you didn't just text like a normal person."

BEEP!

Comments

[what_big_teeth]

That Monday afternoon, Eleanor's nerves about her plans had been put temporarily aside by a startling realization that could put a damper on things and somehow make things even worse than they were already going to be. But at least that was a problem she realized she could attempt to fix without it turning into an additional disaster, and that involved texting Arden.

Hello, Arden. This is Eleanor. Do you know what kind of drink Kamala likes from the coffee shop?

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

Arden read the message and gave a big grin. Iiiiiiiinteresting.

Huh if you hadn't said coffeeshop I'd've said red squishy from T&C. Otherwise, I know she likes a good chai.

[what_big_teeth]

Eleanor frowned a little, both at Arden's response and at the complicated menu at the Perk.

Do you think she'd like a red squishy more than a chai?

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

Probably! She's always bringing us squishies as like a sign she's thinking about us so it'll probably be nice for her to get one too!

[what_big_teeth]

Eleanor read through that and nodded, feeling very glad she thought to ask Arden for advice after all.

Okay. Thank you.

She thought about it a moment longer before adding:

Also, I'm bringing rum and I'm sure you already would, but if you have anything in the radio notes tomorrow, could you be discreet, please?

It didn't hurt, with something like this, to at least try and be thorough.

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

You got it, girl. Anything that does get through the rum won't get past me, promise.

And, a moment later,
We're karaoke partners. In some cultures, that's an unbreakable bond, you know. Karaoke girls always stick together!