📞 + 🥴 i wouldn’t be me if i didn’t say nat & miles :’)
SEND 📞 + AN EMOJI BELOW FOR A VOICEMAIL MY MUSE LEFT FOR YOUR MUSE
❝ leave a message at the BEEEEEP — // “... oh my god, it’s on ? wait —” giggles, followed by a very insistent shushing, on the other end of the line. “well helloooo, dr. bradley ! it’s your favorite patient — did you miss me tonight ?” there’s a bit of a shuffle; feet moving at a glacial pace as she manages to work her way outside the bar. “i’m out at dinner with some people from work — tried to tell me i couldn’t outdrink them, who do they think i am ? —— mmm, you must be at your boring conference still …” the pout on her face is palpable, ever evident, despite not being able to see her, from the way her words fall downcast. “god, just two more days, yeah ? then maybe i won’t have to misssss you so much, my miles … then again, it’s like i always miss you, or whatever …” she hums momentarily, and another idea strikes. “hey — you know how, like, mac looks at ruby like she’s the entire world ? like she’s his entire world ?” words soften, inevitably. “... wouldn’t be so bad if you looked at me like that too, y’know.” a pause. “oh, shit, well — god, what am i even talkingggg about —” there’s a laugh thrown in there somewhere, half-hearted. “anyway — come back homeeee soon, my love, yeah ?”
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