x - 0023 [This Is Not Happening]

[call_me_spooky]

[Accidental Voice Post]

[There's the sound of rustling sheets, and then a yawn. A feminine yawn. Which is enough to alert the yawner that something's wrong.]

Oh, not again...

[Except that's not just a feminine voice, that's a particular feminine voice. There's a little more rustling as he-- er, she-- hops up to confirm the suspicion that this is even more awkward than last time.]

...oh, come on, really?



[ooc: ffft imagine this was up, um. more in the morning. bodyswapped with Scully >D]

Comments

[specialagentgf.livejournal.com]

Oh really.

[call_me_spooky]

Given your commentary yesterday-- why are you asking?

[specialagentgf.livejournal.com]

[call_me_spooky]

[specialagentgf.livejournal.com]

Don't get any ideas.

[call_me_spooky]

I'd say the same to you, but judging by yesterday...

[specialagentgf.livejournal.com]

That was the curse talking!

[call_me_spooky]

Ouch, defensive much?

[specialagentgf.livejournal.com]

Mulder.

[call_me_spooky]

Right. Okay. I'll just... bring you something to wear. Please tell me you have some shoes that aren't heels, Scully.

[specialagentgf.livejournal.com]

Having trouble, are we?

[call_me_spooky]

I'm not going to try to make myself more uncomfortable than I already am.

[specialagentgf.livejournal.com]

Heels aren' that bad.

[call_me_spooky]

Hey, they'll be your ankles again tomorrow if they get broken.

[specialagentgf.livejournal.com]

...I will buy you a pair of flats.

[call_me_spooky]

Buy yourself, you mean. After midnight I have no use for them. I hope.

[specialagentgf.livejournal.com]

I won't really have a use for them either; I know how to walk in heels.

Just...don't break my ankles. Please.