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[hackitude]

"Hey! You've reached Skye. Leave a message. I mean, if you want to. Or uh, don't. Whatever."

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[hackitude]

[Oh, Skye makes plenty of people happy. They just turn out not to make HER happy. She has a bad track record with choosing guys who later turn out to be shit-bags.]

It is frustrating. But hey, what're you gonna do? Not feel? I can't do that.

... Thanks though. For the vote of confidence.

[corviform]

You're a kind person, Miss Skye.

[ Listening to his utter ridiculous drama. Anyone who puts up with that has the patience of a saint. ]

I should let you get off to bed. [ He looks at his tea, only a quarter done. ] Ah... I'll reheat this.

[ It wouldn't be polite to waste her tea. ]

[hackitude]

... Just Skye. No need for the "miss." I don't have any sensibilities to offend.

[She stands and puts her cup in the sink]

I put a pillow and some blankets and a spare towel on the couch earlier. ... I'll see you in the morning, okay?

[corviform]

Thank you again for allowing me to stay. And listening to all that.

... mm. Till the morning. [ He nods. ] Goodnight.

[hackitude]

[Skye stops at her bedroom door, looking back at him.]

... Night.

[And then she closes it.]

[corviform]

[ And he actually flops onto the couch after he finishes his tea and washes the mug.

What a hell of a night it's been. ]