ghostytrainer | voice mail

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Oh hey, what's up?

[There's a pause, perhaps you should tell him why you called. At least until he interrupts...]

Hey, that's cool, but guess what?!

[Another short pause, perhaps you should guess what is so important that John felt the need to interrupt your surely riveting story.]

I am not actually here right now! So leave me a message and I will get back to you as soon as I can!

[You cannot hope to beat John Egbert in a prank-off. He is simply the best there is.]

Hehehehe...you totally fell for it, didn't you?

[Beep!]

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I'll be right back! Chill, jeez.

[Judging by the sounds that follow next, John has turned on the coffee pot and is working on brewing some of that wonderful caffeinated nectar, fuck how early in the morning it is.]

[[Oh...okay. She sits there. Thinks for a moment. And then gets up to follow.

She walks up behind John and leans on him a little, watching over his shoulder.]]

[John doesn't look back at her, instead opting to keep his eyes on the coffee pot, but he does at least lean back into her a bit.]

So... what brought all this up, hm?

I don't know. [[She shrugs, wrapping her arms around his shoulders next.]] I was just...thinking.

Oh well that's dangerous. Goodness, I thought you would know better than to do something like that! [He rubs an eye, yawning.]

Thinking about anything in particular or... just thinking?

Just...thinking I guess. I just can't stop thinking. Not about anything in particular. Or I guess sometimes it is. Sometimes I'm thinking about things specifically. But my mind has been wandering a lot.

I see. Well when it's not wandering and it's the specific stuff, what is it about?

[He turns his head a little so that he can actually look at her.]

Or is it something you still don't want to talk about?

Um...well.

[[She has three choices here. She can talk about Kanaya, talk about her mom or...try and ignore it and say nothing.]]

A few things really.

[John quirks a brow.]

Well okay, then my second question still stands.

I can talk about some of it probably. If you pour me a cup.

Pffftt... you really thought I didn't plan on that? [He laughs, drumming his long fingers on the counter while waiting for the last bit of coffee to brew.] I was, of course, going to make the offer once it was done.

[[She smiles, leaning against him a little. And then sneakily grabs his hand in hers to play with those fingers.]]

Thank you.

You're welcome.

[He gives her hand a squeeze. Unfortunately, she doesn't get to hold it long because soon the coffee is done and John kind of needs both hands to manage the whole pouring into the cup thing.]

[Especially when it comes to Ms. Fancypants Lalonde and her half-coffee, half-creamer with a dash of caramel concoction. And for himself... straight black because that's how his dad drank it and dammit that's how he's going to drink it too. Even if he had to force himself to get used to the taste back on the ship.]

[After turning off the coffee put and putting the pot itself in the sink to fill it with water, he hands Rose her mug and takes up his own.]

So... couch, bed, table? We have options.

[Where would you like to sit, Rose?]

Mmm...couch. [[She thanks him when she takes the mug and takes a sip, sighing. She loved fresh, warm coffee.]]

Couch it is then! [He slips his free hand into hers, leading her gently away from the counter and over towards the couch.]

Now, you're the expert here so... should I pull a chair out of the kitchen and sit on that and let you lay on the couch or what? Hehehe.

Oh, jumping right into this are you? We haven't even gotten our clothes off yet. [[Cue an eyebrow wiggle.]]

Edited 2013-07-15 04:32 (UTC)

[It's a good thing John wasn't drinking when she said that. It wouldn't have ended well no matter which way the coffee ended up going. Double luckily, he manages to keep a hand on his mug instead of sending it down to the floor where it could only end in a stained hotel rug.]

What?! I... what no! It was a joke about a therapy couch!! How did you get "let's get naked" out of that!?!

Edited 2013-07-15 04:37 (UTC)

You said we had options before, listing the couch. The bed. And the table. Do you have any idea what you suggested?

Comfortable places to sit and discuss things while drinking coffee?!

[No, seriously, Rose get your mind out of the gutter.]

[[Laughing, she turns and lays back on the couch.]] Nevermind, John. Grab a chair. Saddle up.

...wait you actually want to go along with that? [He looks mildly disappointed. He did say it was a joke after all.] I thought we could... you know... snuggle. Or something.

Aw baby. Come here. I was joking. [[She pats the couch, but doesn't move to get up just yet.]] I would rather snuggle with you too.

[John's frown quickly rights itself as he sets his coffee down on the coffee table and... stops to look at Rose laying on the couch like a lazy asshole. You're totally taking up all the room, girl.]

[He folds his arms over his chest and gives her a bemused look.]

You gonna sit up so we can do the cuddle thing or am I going to have to tickle you or something?

[[Fine fine she sits up, waiting for him to sit down.]]

No tickling necessary.

Darn. I will have to save these for another day! [He raises his hands into the air, wiggling long fingers a little bit. TICKLE HANDS. He picks his coffee cup up once more, taking a drink as he sits down right next to Rose.]

Comfy?

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