iluvroadrunner6: ([spn] lucifer)
Emily ([personal profile] iluvroadrunner6) wrote in [community profile] roadrunnermuses2012-07-09 07:33 pm
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meme } { call me beep me if you wanna reach me



I stole this from plurk, and technically it will be going back to plurk, but I'm posting it here so I don't have to plurk paste. I'm lazy like that.

SO. HERE'S THE GIST. You respond to this comment with two characters, a voicemail or text, and a verse (if applicable) and I will give you context. These are pretty much guaranteed to be crack in any shape or form, but if you give me something serious it could be serious too.

Just comment here -- you can put more than one in each comment if you like -- and I will give you drabbles.
thebeatofherheart: (because as of this day)

she was super loud all of the sudden?

[personal profile] thebeatofherheart 2012-07-13 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ava sees the text message on her phone when she wakes up, and she’s immediately calling Elena. There are some things that can’t wait for a hangover to pass or for a later hour of the afternoon. Some wrongs just need to be righted sooner rather than later.

“Why are you calling me? I texted you for a reason.”

“BUT YOU WERE A ROCKSTAR!”

“Ava,” Elena groans. “Hangover. Take the volume down a bit.”

“Sorry,” Ava replies, dropping her voice to a whisper. “I just think that giving up on this so soon is wasting your superstar potential.”

“I do not have superstar potential. I barely have me potential.”

“Elena Gilbert. You are a karaoke rockstar goddess, and I’m not going to let you squander this potential. You will sing again. I guarantee it.”

“Can you guarantee it when my head doesn’t feel like it’s being drilled with a jackhammer?”

“Yes. I can.” Technically it’s what she should have done, but this was an emergency. She knows when things need to be done and hangovers can’t stand in the way. “Want to come over later? I’ll make you a very greasy breakfast.”

There’s another groan. “If I survive the next few hours, maybe.”

“You’ll be fine. I’ll bring you bacon.” Ava smirks. “See you later, Rockstar.”

“I hate that nickname already.”