IC Inbox (Kaisou)

[fiddlestick]

Elliot Craig

[Muffled violin music in the distance]

VOICE | TEXT | VIDEO | ACTION

Class VII Group Chat | 🌶️ | Gossip Chat

Comments

[fiddlestick]

[Elliot isn't the least bit surprised to get this message, considering everything]

Of course it's okay, Fugo. You're welcome over anytime.

Do you need a ride?

[infezione]

[He's just going to carry his phone with him as he starts putting a bag together...]

Thanks. I'd rather stay close to Ash for now, and while I can't speak for him, I imagine he probably feels similarly.

... I think I'd appreciate a ride, yeah.

[Like, he could drive, sure, but... he'd feel better if he got a ride, he thinks.]

[fiddlestick]

Yeah...I think he'd really benefit from your company. This whole situation's been pretty rough on him.

[Which Elliot and Rean do all they can for him, but at the end of the day....they're not his boyfriend]

Alright. I'll come pick you up. Pick you up in about thirty minutes?

[infezione]

Yeah, I'm not surprised... And it feels like things just kind of keep happening, too.

[Can things stop happening for a while!! Or at least happen less!!!]

Yeah, that should be enough time for me to get my stuff together. See you in about thirty minutes. [A beat.] And... thanks, Elliot. Seriously.

[fiddlestick]

Yeah...I can't deny that. This city has a way of piling things on.

[He sighs]

Hey, don't worry about it. I think we have one of our old camping cots in storage that I can set up in Ash's room for you. [Normally he'd insist on separate bedrooms, but he can make this much of a compromise] Just...try not to curse me too much if you wake up sore, okay? That'll be thanks enough!

[infezione]

I'm starting to see that... Hopefully things'll stop being quite so on fire for a bit after this gets dealt with.

[He blinks, momentarily surprised--he was prepared to sleep in a spare room or something, after all!--then smiles gratefully and nods.]

I think I can take sleeping on a camping cot without complaint, let alone any cursing.

[fiddlestick]

Haha...knock on wood, Fugo.

[Please. Just do it.]

Yeah... we'll see how you feel after a night in it. [Fugo is just such a sweet kid] Anyway, I'll let you go so you can get packing. Seeya soon!