[Text | Smartphone]

[shiromadoushi]

[[Bakura's been sending texts to this number for quite a while since he first had it in his head. He's never really expected a response, but as his notebook started writing back, he's going to try it again]]

Did you get this? If so, please reply.

Comments

[thewalkingdork]

thats two so maybe more?

what did it feel like when you got the number? was it like you had a little heart attack? or a boom inside you?

[shiromadoushi]

[[There's a very long pause. He's probably getting a look from his classmates closest to him, but he doesn't really care.]]

Something like that.

[thewalkingdork]

hey i forgot to ask

who are you?

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura.

[thewalkingdork]

hey i know you

the white haired guy right?

[shiromadoushi]

[[A short pause. Sunnuva...]]

Yeah. You're the guy in my study hall, aren't you?

[[now if could just remember which one he was... that was the slightly frustrating part of being so very identifiable. Everyone could pick him out in an instant but he so often had no idea who the heck they were unless he actually was friends with them.]]

[thewalkingdork]

thats me

im the trombone guy in the band

[shiromadoushi]

[[It took an embarrassing amount of time for Bakura to be able to attach a face to that trombone. The trombone was kinda huge, after all. ]]

Right, I remember.

Hey, what period do you have lunch? We should compare notes and see if there's anything we can think of that might be causing this.

[thewalkingdork]

[It's fine, Bakura. Paul isn't the most memorable guy.]

history

but skipping doesnt sound too bad right now

[shiromadoushi]

Not paying attention anyway?

[[couldn't blame him, since he was in math at the moment and lunch was 2 periods away.]]

Meet you by the gym?