ic contact

[coy]

"You've reached Caroline! I'm not here right now so just leave me a message after the beep! BEEP."

(  VIDEO  ||  TEXT  ||  VOICE  )

 

Comments

[immoderation]

I'd say I'd make it up to you next month, but...

[coy]

Seriously? So like two months of not seeing each other. That just... sucks.

[immoderation]

Maybe it's better this way. Two months is a long time but then it's ten whole months before it even becomes an issue again.

[coy]

Easy for you to say.

[immoderation]

What? You think I wouldn't be over there right now, treating you to the best-ever-birthday-party-on-a-creepy-alien-sex-planet if I could?

[coy]

No, I just mean... You have a lot more of support system here than I do.

[immoderation]

Ah... That's right. Stiles went home, didn't he? And a few other people.

[coy]

Leonard and Rachel too.

[immoderation]

I'm sorry, Caroline. I don't know how to make it any better.

[coy]

I'm sorry. It's not your fault. I'm just mopey. Ignore me.

[immoderation]

[ Tentatively switches to video. ]

[coy]

[ she gives him a small, hopeful smile.] Hey.

[immoderation]

[ Hopefully it's all a tattoo proximity thing. ]

It's good to hear your voice.

[coy]

It's good to actually see you. [ to see and hear anyone but especially him.]

[immoderation]

[ Beyond the fact that he is aware how exceptionally ♥ beautiful ♥ she is looking today, so far so good. ]

Now I can tell you "happy birthday" properly.

[coy]

[ cue a wider grin.] Are you going to sing?

[immoderation]

Sure, if you want the screen of your phone to break.

[coy]

[ she laughs.] Okay, okay. I won't make you.

[immoderation]

So what's on the agenda tonight, birthday girl? A thrilling hunt? A lonely, moonlit walk upon the beach?

[coy]

You have seen the weather outside, right?

[immoderation]

I was trying to lighten the mood. Because 'drinking sad and alone in my cottage' doesn't sound quite as appealing.

[coy]

I guess a girl should dream. So... I'll be out at the beach with a margarita and my freaking iPad.

[immoderation]

With a little bendy straw and one of those umbrella things?

[coy]

Of course. And a cabana boy to bring them to me.

[immoderation]

Alas, our alien overlords didn't find it in their hearts to gift you with poor Matt Donovan.