first ♎ || audio [cellphone]

[justitia]

[This call is preceded by at least fifteen minutes of sitting cross-legged on her futon, her cellphone lying innocently two feet in front of her on the covered cushion. She's staring it down with a tight-lipped and serious expression. That number has been bothering her again, and she's all too aware of the cool metal touch of the necklace resting against her sternum. Finally, she huffs out a breath of resignation and snatches up the phone, punching in the number before she can consider how insane all of this is--for about the hundredth time today.]

Hello? Is anyone there?... This is going to sound really strange, but I found this number, and I'd really like to know who it belongs to! [Certain definitions of "found" meaning "in her head". But she's trying to keep this as normal as possible.]

But if you're some kind of reverse telemarketer, I have to hand it to you: You're really good at your job. I'm not enough of a lôlô to buy anything--but still. Well-played.

Comments

[justitia]

:)

But seriously, do you want me calling you chulo?
Or do you have a name?

[dorkytracksuit]

It's Davin.

[justitia]

Wow, cute!
Nice to meet you, Davin.

So when did you start getting weird numbers in your head?

[dorkytracksuit]

I guess it wasn't that long ago now, but with everything that's happened... Why do you ask?

[justitia]

Curiosity?
Someone said they got theirs almost half a year ago, but I only got mine a few days ago.
Should I not have asked that?

[dorkytracksuit]

No. I mean. It's fine. I'm not offended or anything just, curious in return. I guess it was right before April Fools. Some great joke, huh?

[justitia]

Wow, yeah.
Worst April fools ever.
I'm a little glad I'm not the only one new to this craziness tbh.

[dorkytracksuit]

You're definitely not alone. I don't really think any of us know what's going on with all of this.