OOC/IC contact

[leylined]

Hi, you've reached Adam Parrish. Sorry I can't call you back right now but I'll try as soon as I can.

Comments

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

Must have been a pretty handsome tree, then. What are you up to, loser?

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

Sort of. Mostly just looked pretty gay. Ronan and I drove by Aglionby today. It was weird.

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

I'm surprised they didn't try to chase you off with torches and pitchforks.

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

All the students would protect me, though. They know where it's at. Well, maybe half of them, at least.

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

Don't worry, if it comes to that, I'll come bail you out. Speaking of trees, though, there's apparently some huge festival up here when the cherry trees bloom. I know you don't care too much about that, but I thought it'd be a decent enough excuse to get you up here.

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

My hero, how sweet. Are you inviting me to a flower festival? Do we get to burn the trees down afterward?

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

Sure, I always wanted to go to federal prison. Do you think they have orange jumpsuits or do some still have the stripes outfits?

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

I don't look good in stripes, fuck that. When is this thing?

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

When they bloom, I guess. Right now they think it's going to be late March.

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

Alright, babe, I'll come see flowers with you. Listen though, the weekend of my birthday we're going to find big rollercoasters. You're coming.

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

....I'm definitely not riding.

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

Aww man, come on. Why not? Is this some PTSD thing?

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

It's an "Adam is scared of heights" thing.

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

You're what? You're scared of heights? Since when?

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

Since always? I've never really tried-

That's right, you've never been flying with us.

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

No, when did you go flying? With Gansey's sister? I never knew this about you, man.

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

A couple of times, yeah. Usually when Gansey wanted to find Cabeswater from above or when they wanted to get him to DC quickly. It sucks.

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

But you still did it! For Gansey. Everyone's love of their lives. Rollercoasters are way better.

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

Don't be jealous, baby. Everyone knows you're the love of my life. [He sighs.] I'll show up. But no promises on riding.

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

I better be. [He snorts] You're good at riding now, though! Or does only happen after a good study session?

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

[There's a pause for a long moment, indicative of Adam trying not to let out a wail of laughter.] I set myself up for that one.

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

[He smirks, knowing that pause far too well] You're good at that, too. You can ride the teacups, or some shit. I don't want you barfing all over my lap on my birthday.

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

Where is this even happening?

Re: Voicemail.

[fucking_kavinsky]

I dunno yet. Wherever the biggest rollercoaster is. Ronan said he's looking into it. He wants to take me to see the northern lights, or something, too. But I told him we might need to wait with that a little longer.

Re: Voicemail.

[leylined]

Are we sure that I'm really the one who's part tree?