Abigail Chelsea Roth | Qui'Gon Jinn (bemindful) wrote in reincarnatecomm, @ 2010-12-05 20:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | abigail roth, nate roth |
Voicemail
To: Nate Roth
From: Abigail Roth
-a moments pause after the beep and then Abigail's hoarse, high pitched drunk voice
"Nate. Hi! Hi Nate. Coolest, most awesome, raddest, to-hotally sweetest big brother of miiiiine. How are you? Good? Good, I hope. You should always be good. I hope you're good! I was just checking in... seeing what's up with you and all that. Also maaaybe wondering if you could do me a solid? Laura and I, see. We sort of, maybe, kind of thought it'd be a good idea to go to Happy Endings in Chicago and stalk Daniel's ex-girlfrie-"
-she's abruptly cut off by another high pitched squeal in the background, there's the sounds of a scuffle like someone's fighting control for the phone and then Abigail is back and out of breath-
"Phew! Sorry about that, Laura is getting a liiiiittle bit testing with me so I gotta wrap this up. Also the guard is starting to look at me side ways. Stupid guard. Testy, not testing. ANYWAY. Um. Heeeeyyy. You wouldn't mind coming out to get us, would you? We're sort of, um... in jail. Yeah. In Chicago. They seemed to think starting a fight in a club was a handcuffing offense, I DON'T KNOW! It's not like we busted out our light sabers or anything. ... Wanna be a big brother and bail us out? We'd owe you big time. If you can't it's cool, we've made fast friends with Rosco the weight lifter. Actually I'm pretty sure that's not his real name but it's what I've been calling him... Shit gotta go. Love you bro! Peace." -clicks-