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[perfectteatime]

Hello. You've reached the message box for Byleth Eisner. Please leave a message after the beep.

... Was that all I had to do? Oh hit the pound key- BEEEEEP

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[perfectteatime]

There's no need. I will be over as quickly as I can.

Money cats... [ Wait a tick- ]

Regret? Dare I ask what exactly he did? And are you okay?

[hasitsthorns]

He... [ Part of her knows she shouldn't say it. For his sake, mostly. And it doesn't matter, right? At least, her feelings about it don't matter-

Realizing that thought, there's a small, muffled, and somewhat pained sound on her end. ] I'm fine, just- He kissed me. To prove a point, I think? Or, prove something to himself.

Whatever he was hoping for though, I obviously wasn't it. [ She tries to laugh here but it comes out quiet, sad, and accompanied by a sniffle that probably gives away the fact she's crying. ] And that's fine, like- Can't even say it's the first time this has happened but, hm. Somehow worse the second time around, actually.

[perfectteatime]

Oh jeez. That's-

I'm so sorry. That is just... [ You can almost hear him drag his hands down his face. ] That's so very very not okay. You deserve an apology, but more so, I think I just need to get you two home.

I'll be there as fast as I can.

[hasitsthorns]

Okay. I appreciate it.

[ Rose doesn't doubt her attractiveness often. Her personality? Sure, that was garbage. But her looks? Enchanting. Flawless. She's heard it all. But, tonight? After this? It's definitely in question.

Because she's drunk and vulnerable, it might be why she asks: ] Would you kiss me?

[perfectteatime]

Uh.

[ That. Sure is a question isn't it? Usually it would be a no brainer but given the context... ]

Yes? Yes. Provided you were sober. Why do you ask?

[hasitsthorns]

It's- [ been nearly two months now since she's gotten any, the first time she's been kissed here the guy was 1) drunk and 2) had a gay crisis immediately after, and she's just feeling so alone and miserable and she misses Charlie-

Her voice cracks with a strained laugh followed by a sniffle. ] Nothing. It's nothing.

Sorry, I'm just kind of a mess right now. [ A small, damp sigh. ] I'll send you our exact location and see you... when you get here. Thanks again for this.

[perfectteatime]

... All right. Please be safe. I'll see you soon.

[ A pause. ]

I really do think you're pretty though...

[ Annnnnnnnnnnd he hangs up. ]