IC Contact

[foolishwren]

ffzzbrrttzzckssshhhh

"Yo, it's Heather. I'm probably asleep or Godzilla ate my 'Gear or something so I can't answer you right now. But feel free to leave a message or something. I'll probably get back to you. ... Probably. Peace out."

BEEEEEEEEEEEEP.
[Need to send Heather a private message but don't particularly wanna spam up your friendslists? Feel free to leave it here! Please include the name of the game and IC date of the message in your comment to help avoid confusion. For OOC contact, feel free to send a PM or IM the mun at Phantastus! peace out yo]

Comments

[foolishwren]

_{[OH COME ON CROW SHEESH she reaches out to give him an affectionate but somewhat embarrassed shove. >8I;]}

Pffh, shut it.

Did you bake these yourself?

[darkenedgales]

[He laughs, bouncing back a bit at the shove. Oh Heather, you're almost too much fun to tease.]

Yep, sure did. Things in the markets are good, but nothing beats homemade stuff, huh?

[foolishwren]

_[HUFF.]

Well, not much, that's for sure.

_{[Still, she's visibly touched. And they smell awesome.]}

... You wanna eat one?

I guarantee that if I leave them longer than a few hours, they're gonna end up in Henry's stomach.

_{[BECAUSE HENRY HAS NO CONCEPT OF PERSONAL PROPERTY WHEN IT COMES TO SNACKS. >8I]}

[darkenedgales]

[Crow shrugs with a smile.]

Hey, they're yours, so you're free to do what you wanna with 'em.

[Including feeding them to Henry, but doing so with all of them would be a waste, now wouldn't it?]

... Though if you decide to give me one, I'm not gonna complain.

[foolishwren]

In that case...

_{[she plucks one from the box and holds it out to him with a grin.]}