Voicemail ~ Mask or Menace

[faithfulson]

Skywalker here. Leave a message, and I'll get back to you.

Comments

[livethecreed]

Where is your mother's house?

[faithfulson]

[ ...seriously, Altair? Luke sighed at the phone screen, before sending over the GPS information for his mother's house. ]

You can tell me what's actually wrong over text too, you know.

[livethecreed]

[ It takes Altair a while to respond as he's attempting to figure out the GPS coordinates. ]

It was my understanding that these networks can be seen by others.

[ But... ]

I do not understand them.

[faithfulson]

This is a private message between two people, Altair. Unless the government monitors communications, it's just between us.

[ Which. Was entirely plausible. ]

Understand what? The GPS, or the girls?

[livethecreed]

I was speaking of the girls. I am unused to woman of this age.

[ Moments after the first text another appears ]

I believe I have deciphered the GPS

[ Maybe ]

[faithfulson]

Didn't you ever have female friends growing up?

[ Look, he doesn't know how Altair's... anything works. ]

[livethecreed]

I was kept separate from most of my age mates, and those I could be around despised me.

[faithfulson]

That's awful.

[ "Awful" didn't quite cover it, but that was the best word he had at the moment. ]

If you ever need help socializing, let me know. I'll do my best to help bridge the gap for you.

[livethecreed]

It is what it is.

I will be at your mother's in a few minutes.