Philander Gentry (notsogenteel) wrote in dalton_rpg, @ 2011-03-24 21:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! phone call, # pairing: jak/phil, @ character: jakoby smith, character: philander gentry |
Who: Jakoby & Phil
Where: Phil's at his brother's hotel room and Jak's... wherever.
What: Drunk-dial. Phil's completely wasted. Yeah.
When: Friday, March 25th, 3 AM
Rating: probably NSFW-ish
Phil lifted his phone from a pair of underwear (definitely clean yet mysteriously placed by a bag of chips) and went through his list of contacts. He giggled at the name Jakoby was under. "Dove-eyes? That's dumb..." He stared at it for a few more seconds and then hit DIAL.
"Who the... who the fuck gets drunk on a Thursday night? I blame Drewwwww. Eww. His name is gross. But yeah. He's back for his Spring Break the lucky fucker and he totally thought ahead booking this hotel room. 'cause Mom would skin us alive, you know? Jak. Jak, you still there? Oh, okay. I'll tell you a bedtime story.
"So like ever since Del landed himself in the hospital, Blake's been depressed as fuck-all and I can't do anything to fix it. I feel like the worst friend in the world. Man, I didn't even like Blake that much at first. I just made fun of him and called him names like 'Monty'. Monty Python? He should be honored and I should feel like an ass. Which I do. Ice cream. It didn't help at all. So he's moping in his room and I'm moping in a corner while my brother's drooling on satin sheets.
"And holy shit. I totally went off on this guy. 'cause he was talking about Tech and--and I wanted to punch his face in, but I didn't 'cause suspension doesn't look good on your transcript and I was so fucking pissed. Jak. I'm... sorry," - he began to sob - "I know I gotta keep myself under control! I... I...
"--But you know what else? I... I love you, man. Please listen to me. I love you. You are the best boyfriend ever. I want to marry you. Legitimately. Wher~eeeever it's recognized. Then we can... we can have kids like you want. Twins? Let's start a family, Jakoby, but only if you don't think I'm a major screw up and can handle the responsibility. Because you--you deserve everything you want, everything I can offer you.
"Oh. One more thing. So I don't know what do about this, but Noah... Noah, my brother, hahaha! He, uh... knocked up his girlfriend and I have no idea how to help.
"Okay. I'm gonna tuck you in now. G'night."