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[dulcisnuntius]

Hi! You've reached Dulcie. I can't come to the phone right now, so leave me a message!

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

[actual beep from voicemail]

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[thenormalsquint]

buzz me up. i'm standing outside your building.

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Technology is for people who can't teleport. A second later and she's opening the door of the building.]

Hi!

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[thenormalsquint]

[Angela blinks confusedly because for one second, there's a locked door in front of her and the next, a multicolored angel stand in front of her. Sigh, Dulcie. Never change.]

You know, you didn't have to come all the way down. I could have just walked upstairs myself.

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

I wasn't doing anything important. What's up?

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[thenormalsquint]

[Angela leavs forward and puts a hand on each of Dulcie's shoulders, looking as desperate as she feels right now.]

Tell me you got some bad stuff in your apartment and I don't mean Nathan.

[There is something terribly wrong with a mortal asking an angel to be a bad influence for them.]

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Um... what kind of bad stuff that aren't Nathan?

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[thenormalsquint]

Stress relief stuff.

[Come on, Dulcie. Don't make her say it in public.]

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Oh! No, not for a while. I have wine, though!

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[thenormalsquint]

[She really shouldn't drink at all, especially if it's to relieve stress. That's what got her into that mess to begin with. Angela shakes her head, refusing that offer.]

No, I can't drink for stress anymore. Can I just hang out with you until it's time to go be an adult again?

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Come on up. I can make tea. That's an adult thing, right?

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[thenormalsquint]

I think so, but I can deal with it for the moment.

[voicemail]

[designedtoparty]

So... hey. I don't think we've talked in like a week now. It's starting to feel like you're avoiding me. Not that I think you would... I mean, you'd only be hurting yourself there. [He laughs weakly. This is coming out a lot more weird and needy than he meant it to.]

Anyway, we normally hang out a lot more than this. And it's not like either of us can kill time with Campbell now. It's kind of weird not seeing either of you.

I know you wanted to drop the benefits, but we're still cool with the whole friends in general thing, right? It's not a big deal, but you know how girls get with these things. I'm just trying to make sure I know where we stand. Call me back when you get the chance, all right?

[text -- fifty minutes later]

[designedtoparty]

You know how to use your phone, right?

[text -- fifteen minutes after the first one]

[designedtoparty]

Did you get my text?

[text -- five minutes later... I'll stop this now]

[designedtoparty]

call lucy. she'll show you how to use your answerphone.

calling back - OMG NATHAN STOP TEXTING ME

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Hi Nathan.

WELL HE CAN NOW YOU'VE ANSWERED HIM

[designedtoparty]

Hey. Did you get my message?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

I did, yeah. I listen to it... a few times.

[designedtoparty]

You know it's not going to change, right?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

So I've discovered.

[designedtoparty]

So, we're okay, right?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

You're always okay, Nathan. More than okay.

I don't... really know what I am yet.

[designedtoparty]

That's a no, then. I thought girls were supposed to like it when you still wanted to be friends with them.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

It's not a no. I do still want to be your friend. It's just a...

I'm not actually sure what it is.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[On Christmas Day Dulcie will get a package containing:]

this (http://www.etsy.com/listing/88439795/deep-sea-feathered-large-colored-wing?ref=sc_4)