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Hey, it's Pidge. Can't answer right now-- Rover quit it! --so leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can.
Rover, what did I say--?!?!

Comments

[marmoron]

guessing you didn't see the video he made about valentine's day date tips?

[pidge_out]

[Oh. Hmm. To troll or not to troll.] no, why?

1/2

[marmoron]

[...]

okay if you haven't seen it i don't want to talk about it

2/2

[marmoron]

[..............

But after about a minute.]

you don't think i'm totally hopeless do you

[pidge_out]

[Dammit, Keith. How dare you make it hard for her to tease you right now.]

i wouldn't say that

you've got that like, emo bad boy thing going on

[marmoron]

"emo bad boy thing"

[????????????????]

[pidge_out]

yeah you know. tall dark and handsome but also looking like you could be the guitarist in an emo punk band [Holy shit, Lance is clearly rubbing off on her.]

[marmoron]

[... Well alright, he had no idea Pidge thought those things about him so that's news, but.]

ok but i don't like those bands
and i'm not emo

[pidge_out]

[Objectively speaking, Keith, you are a handsome boy. And you have dark hair. And are taller than her. So yeah.]

well some people do

and you're broody. it's emo enough

[marmoron]

i don't brood either

[pidge_out]

keith i'm pretty sure you're brooding right now

[marmoron]

[You don't see his arms folded or the pout, Pidgeon!! How can he possibly be brooding?!]

how is this something worth brooding over?
look in any case
i think lance's video might have been a secret plea for you to get a manicure

[pidge_out]

you're brooding over me calling you emo

[Don't try to deny it. SHE CAN SEE YOU IN HER MIND'S EYE.]

oh really? what makes you say that?

[marmoron]

no. you think i'm brooding over you calling me emo. there's a difference.

[Hmph.]

it's because he started talking in excruciating detail about how uncomfortable hangnails and broken nails are during sex
between the two of you you're definitely the one with the hangnails

[pidge_out]

[He obviously can't see her, but she snorts and coughs back her laughter.] i'm not sure what to think of you assuming that i'm the one sticking my fingers into sensitive places

[marmoron]

[/SQUINT.]

so you did see the video
also i wasn't actually thinking that so much as you putting your fingers around
you know what never mind
just don't be surprised if lance shows up to netflix with a black eye

[pidge_out]

keith

i haven't seen the video

[Except of course she has.]

what else am i supposed to assume when you say "hangnails during sex"

but explain why him divulging facts about OUR sex life would lead to YOU giving him a black eye. sounds like i should be the one doing that

[marmoron]

[Mistrust. Rising.]

i don't know and i don't want to know what word associations come to mind with your sex life
and it's because he made me the poster boy of cluelessness, ok?

[AFTER HE HELPED LANCE FIND HIS DAMN ENGAGEMENT RING, TOO!!!]

» gift

[spacebaloney]

[Pidge will find the other side of her bed cold and bereft of one (1) lanky sharpshooter and in his place, a wrapped gift the size of a shoebox in his place. Attached is a note in Lance's very recognizable handwriting:

Happy Valentine's Day, babe! Get dressed and meet me outside on the porch at 2pm. And it'll be nice if you wore this. Gotta look sexy today, remember? It's the law.

Inside the shoebox-size gift is... a pair of shoes. Because of course, Lance knows exactly who he's dating and no matter how much he prays to the sex gods, he's probably never going to convince Pidge to put on lingerie.]

[quizzak]

Much better now that I've had some time to fully wake up from this experience.

I'm glad to hear from you again. I was worried that you'd left.

[pidge_out]

[You should always trust your local Pidgeon, Keith. Always.] ok and how did he do that? [Let's hear it from your own mouth (so to speak), fearless leader~]

[pidge_out]

it's super disorienting, isn't it. happened to me a while ago. no, all signs seem to point to me being here for a good long while

[quizzak]

I'm glad you still are, Pidge. I would have been heartbroken to have woken up from a week of sleep only to find that one of you were missing.

[pidge_out]

[Whatever disappointment Pidge felt upon waking up alone in bed dissipates pretty quickly once she's opened up the box. She'd been skeptical at first, raising an eyebrow at his message telling her to look "sexy", but the sight of light up sneakers makes her laugh out loud. It continues to amaze her how well Lance knows her now. She'll have to do something special for him in return...

So come two o'clock, Pidge is indeed out on the porch dressed in something that's pretty decent (for her), walking back and forth with her eyes on her brand new shoes, watching them light up with her heavier steps. In her hands is a large red box with a ribbon on it that she keeps absently playing with, an absent, dopey smile on her face.]

[marmoron]

cuz he was talking about people who needed help on valentine's day and showed a picture of my face on the screen that's how


[GRUMP.]