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]

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