synonymouswithdookie: (frysquint)
[personal profile] synonymouswithdookie
You've reached Ray's phone. Good for you. Clearly I haven't answered said phone, so you're just going to have to leave a message. Suck it up, princess.

Date: 2014-03-11 11:11 pm (UTC)
detectivetroll: (explain it to me again)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
have they seen the antennas

Date: 2014-03-11 11:48 pm (UTC)
detectivetroll: (now I'm just confused)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
shit

Okay calm down I'm on my way. I'll take care of it

Date: 2014-03-16 01:59 am (UTC)
detectivetroll: (hair tuck)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
he's fine. uninujred, anyway.

he's at my apartment. ...it's complicated i'll explain when i get there.

Date: 2014-03-16 10:52 pm (UTC)
detectivetroll: (injured come on)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
Yes he is a robot werewolf

Stop making me text you at stoplights i already have onle one habd

Date: 2014-03-18 06:29 am (UTC)
detectivetroll: (listening)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
[HE IS NOT GOING TO ANSWER THAT because fuck texting, man, his arm hurts.

Instead he's just going to make his way to the hospital, then flash his badge to get access to Ray's room and charge on in.]


Ray?

Date: 2014-03-20 06:52 am (UTC)
detectivetroll: (I still trust you)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
[The brief moment of relief at seeing him fades into worry, and Nick sits down in one of the chairs next to the bed, pushing the hand not trapped in a sling through his hair.]

How bad is it?

Date: 2014-03-23 08:00 am (UTC)
detectivetroll: (look up)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
Man, I don't want to hear that you've had worse than almost bleeding to death.

[He reaches out to rest his hand on Ray's arm, then catches himself and lets his hand awkwardly drop onto the bed instead.]

Have they said how long you'll have to be in here?

Date: 2014-03-25 07:23 am (UTC)
detectivetroll: (bitch please)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
[He smiles a little at that.]

Maybe you are the Highlander. An alien Highlander with antenna.

[All right, awkwardness gone at that, Nick makes a face at him and reaches over to pull his hand away.]

Don't do that, you'll end up making yourself get stuck here longer. No one wants to see your lose your mind. More than usual.

Date: 2014-03-26 05:25 am (UTC)
detectivetroll: (what are you thinking)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
[SORRY BRO having friends means no doing stupid things in the hospital.]

...metal things. Right. Are they causing you problems? Do they, uh, do anything?

Date: 2014-03-28 06:02 am (UTC)
detectivetroll: (I'm thinking)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
[FRIENDS ARE THE ANTI-DUMB]

Okay. That.. I can manage that. Probably. Maybe during the chaos, or once things settle down a little.

Date: 2014-03-30 08:11 am (UTC)
detectivetroll: (Default)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
[100% ACCURATE RAY.]

Dude. I'm pretty sure most of the time you love being a pain in the ass. ...but you're welcome. I'll, uh. See what I can do to make them shut up about the antenna, too.

Date: 2014-04-01 08:18 am (UTC)
detectivetroll: (look down consideration)
From: [personal profile] detectivetroll
[what no don't say stuff like that.]

Dude. You're... one of my best friends, all right, you don't owe me anything.

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