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[whatam_i]

What demands an answer, but asks no question?
....
A telephone.
And I'm not here to answer mine so please leave a message at the sound of the beep.

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[hawk_shot]

[Okay, that's... Not what she expected to read. But then... He does have some issues and went through some terrible things.]

Are you feeling better?
Did those feelings go away?

[whatam_i]

For the most part, yes.
That being said I understand how frustrating they can be.

[hawk_shot]

Yeah, I kinda don't know what to do with myself.
Definitely can't sleep.
I can't really destroy papers or furniture because Clint and I are at a friend's place.
That's another NO for drugs.

I just wanted to talk to you.

[whatam_i]

I can stay up talking with you if you want.
I wasn't asleep when you texted.

[hawk_shot]

Oh, good. I was feeling a little guilty thinking I could wake you up.

But I miss you.

[whatam_i]

Not at all, I was working on some things.

You do?

[hawk_shot]

What are you working on?

Yeah.
Is that so hard to believe?

[whatam_i]

A homemade drone.

I don't know.. Maybe a little.

[hawk_shot]

A homemade drone??
Of course you of all people can make a homemade drone.

I know I've been MIA this week, but believe me when I'm telling you it was crazy busy.
Is that why?

[whatam_i]

Of course, they're actually pretty easy once you get the supplies.

I thought you were maybe ignoring me.

[hawk_shot]

I wouldn't even know what to get for supplies.

[Was she ignoring him? Maybe a little before everything started going crazy. Putting a little distance mostly for her benefit. ... Or something close to a benefit.]

Are you mad at me?

[whatam_i]

Motors, gears, wires, things like that.

No.

[hawk_shot]

I wouldn't know what to do with all that.
Unless there's a very good YouTube tutorial.
Having said that, you'd be proud of me after what I did today.

Cool.
Did you miss me a little or was it just me?

[whatam_i]

Oh? What did you do?

Don't be a silly billy, of course I miss you.

[hawk_shot]

Clint and I spent the day making trick arrows. He taught me how to make explosives and all that stuff.

I just really needed to read it tonight.
With everything that's going on. And tomorrow.

[whatam_i]

Oooh! That's exciting! Are they explosive arrows?

I miss you Kate.

[hawk_shot]

Explosive arrows, acid arrows, smoke arrows, tear gas arrows.
I think you'd be impressed.

I miss you too, Ed.
And if everything goes well I want to have a date with you.

[whatam_i]

What type of acid?

[A small pause.]

You do??
I thought....uh. I mean.

[hawk_shot]

The melty kind I guess? I don't know, Clint made me label it as one of the 'real dangerous ones'.

[She stares at the screen, not replying immidiatly either.]

Yes.
Fuck it.
Nothing makes sense anymore. Right now I want to stick to what makes me happy.
So if you'd go on a date with me, I'd like that.

[whatam_i]

Corrosive you mean.
Where did he get it from?

Of course I would.
:)

[hawk_shot]

Exactly.
I don't know, the man has connections.
I think if things were different you two would get along.

[Would they? Clint might tease him a little.]

Yeah?
Even after all our arguments?

[whatam_i]

I don't know about that, from what you've said about him he reminds me of someone I know and don't really like anymore.

Of course! I argue with Oswald all the time and he's still my best friend.

[hawk_shot]

Who's that?
Not sexy MILF Barbara, I'm guessing.

Of course.
So, what should we do next? We've already been out for drinks.
And I feel you're not a clubbing, going dancing kinda guy.

[whatam_i]

No.
His name is Jim Gordon.

I like dancing, so long as it's something like the foxtrot or swing.

[hawk_shot]

Did he beat you at rogue poker?

So... What about dancing to something from this decade?