surprise ray actually does have a mobile or he's had one but doesn't ... share it...

[gotitwrong]

[There's a brief silence before:]

What do you want, Chris?

[And then a beep.]


(OOC: yeah awesome. i can't remember how he even got it but I bet I can blame handy.)

Comments

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Didn't. I were walking fast and slid, yeah? It weren't about the mobile.

[gotitwrong]

'Walking fast' my arse. You came runnin' in here and then ran back out. Only time you do that is when you're chasin' Sandy, and there wasn't a cat tryin' to use me like a tree that time!

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

...Coulda been a cat, though. You can't see in the hallway, 'cos we're in different rooms.

[gotitwrong]

Cat would have come runnin' in here. You were runnin' 'round the flat cause you're excited 'bout the mobile.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[After a long moment.]

But it's really cool.

[gotitwrong]

[He pauses, the sounds of him sitting down somewhere.]

Yeah, alright, give you that. Took a bit of figurin' out though.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[Chris grins.]

Did you see the button pad thing? Like a typewriter? You can send stuff with it, I think.

[gotitwrong]

You mean how the number buttons got letters on 'em?

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that thing. I were messing around with the buttons and this stuff came up, looked like paper or sommat. And then I were touching those buttons and it were spelling on what I typed and asked if I wanted to send it.

[gotitwrong]

[Ray pauses to think about it. Okay he wants to mess with this.]

Hang up and send me one, I wanna mess around with it meself.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[Chris grins and nods, even if Ray can't see it.]

Yeah, sure. [He hangs up and then clicks around. Though he's getting used to it, he's still slow as he types out his message and hits send:]

[Hey, Ray. Did you get this?]

[gotitwrong]

[Ray takes a few minutes to respond, and he does not bother with Chris' presumed attempts at grammar if that sentence is exactly how Chris put it. Grammar is for lame.]

yeah chris i got it

[And then a bit after.]

this takes bleeding forever though

[also neener neener i use font changes for texting]

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[It takes Chris a minute, too, though he's somewhat faster.]

yeah don't it? but we could use this like secret stuff. messages and junk.

[BEHOLD MY COPYING.]

[gotitwrong]

like we have secret stuff to talk about in the first place

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

could think of something like stuff. could talk about boss or cartwright.

[gotitwrong]

i do not want to talk to you about the boss on these things chris

[serious business ray is serious business!!! no sam allowed in phones. if ray knew how to capitalize things in text, it'd read "i do NOT want" blahblah.]

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

yeah but we could say stuff about them.

[gotitwrong]

like i keep my feelings about tyler secret anyway. and cartwright knows how to take a joke so theres no point

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

gotta be something fun for it.

[gotitwrong]

dunno what though. i mean its okay for talking but i think weve spent twenty minutes typing what we could have said in five