Summer's Voicemail.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Uh, yeah, this is Summer's voicemail. Who the hell calls people anymore? Just text me. But I guess if you insist on being weird and living in the dark ages, go ahead and leave me a message. And I'll text you back, like normal people do. Okay? Cool. I mean, the government is probably tapping all of our conversations anyway, but whatever."

*BEEEEEEEP*

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[1000yearstoolate]

Something like that. I didn't listen too closely.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Ugh. Barf. Pass. I think I'm good.

Not to mention she'd rather not wind up grinning like an idiot with at least one source of what her thoughts would be probably right there front and center.

u can just cover the cat cafe for me.

[1000yearstoolate]

Just wanted to let you know you're not missing anything.

Then, a moment later:

Didn't mean to upset you in the café.

[somethingwithturquoise]

There was a bit of a pause and not just in real life! before Summer responded to that, partly because she was kind of surprised by it and not just because, you know, that was, like, more than 24 hours ago and therefor pretty much ancient history at this point.

its fine. dont worry about it.