☎ voicemail [v 2.0]

[as_damaged]

❝You've reached Allison Cameron, please leave a message.❞

☎ voicemail ☎ text message ☞ action

[ooc: retired thread, for reference, here.]

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hold my hand, ooh baby it's a long way down to the bottom of the river

[as_damaged]

[Aside from the fact that she doesn't have any answers-- she never has, not really, but these days it's more strained than ever, the inconstancy, the uncanny way he is and isn't who she remembers him to be-- it's obvious that he's not waiting on one. Absentmindedly she scratches the cat's chin, unwilling to move too soon in case it wakes him up. She'd rather not have to argue him into staying.

But soon enough his breathing's evened out enough, and she deems it safe to stand-- slowly, cautiously, slipping a cushion onto the end of the sofa in case he stretches out a bit, into the space now unoccupied.

And maybe, just for a moment, her hand lingers on his shoulder after tossing a throw over him. Who's to say?]