Voicemail

[raspberryturk]

Yo. This is Reno, obviously not answering the phone. If you knew how to call my phone in the first place, you sure as hell know how to leave a message. Oh, look. A beep, yo.

Beep!

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[intraspective]

Ino was going to make it to sleep eventually, really. But she'd made a promise to call and demand a time for rhino killing, so that was doable before she fell over.

Ino had heard a wee tiny bit about the zombies. Just a smidgen. So her voice was utterly ridiculously cheerful and normal in the hopes that this would, in some way, be comforting even if she wasn't sure if he needed comforting. Whatever. Maybe he'd just think she was in a good mood. That worked too. "Reeeeeeno! I'm back and there's a rhino that needs to learn better, don't you think? Call me when you're good to go 'bout it, yeah?"

She was vaguely proud of herself for not mentioning anything about death, coming back to life, or anything at all in that call. And yet, he'd still totally know what she meant.