-- oh dear diary, we fell apart.

[yourbestguysgun]

"... What do you mean record a message? Ain't the whole point it bein' the other way round. Stupid piece o' --."

☎ Call
☏ Text
✔ Voicemail

[ ooc: action is also a-okay, if you know where to find him. :) ]

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[ phone ]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ And straight away, he picks up. ] Oh thank god.

[ phone ]

[charring]

[Right back at you, Bucky. She sighs, happy to hear his voice.] Hi. Are you okay?

[ phone ]

[yourbestguysgun]

Yeah. [ Relief. Listen to this relief, Charlie. It is all for you. ] How y'doin'? Are you okay? Where are you?

[ phone ]

[charring]

I'm exhausted, stressed. Physically unscathed, though, so that's something.

[Pause.] At Tony's.

[ phone ]

[yourbestguysgun]

Okay. [ Exhale. He's not even going to ask just yet. Relief. ] You're good though? Like, 'cause I want to punch those things, but they don't crumble. Believe me.

[ phone ]

[charring]

Nothing damages them. I mean, if I couldn't...[Her? Bitter? Ffffff. Yeah, just a bit.] I hit it with everything I had and nothing. Not even smoke damage.

[ phone ]

[yourbestguysgun]

At least you're back, okay? Is Stark keeping you safe?

[ phone ]

[charring]

Yes, he is. We're going to be leaving for my apartment in a bit, here. He's off doing...something. No clue what. And fair warning, Bucky. You're getting the biggest hug when I see you.

[ phone ]

[yourbestguysgun]

Not if I give it to you first, kid.

[ Breathe. ] Just - don't go disappearin', okay.

[ phone ]

[charring]

Who are you calling kid? [Teasing and sounding a bit happier.] Last I checked, you weren't that much older than me.

[Another pause.] I'll do my best, Bucky.

[ phone ]

[yourbestguysgun]

Still older, still allowed.

[ His laugh is short, but genuine sounding. ] S'pose I should let you get back, doll. But I wanna see that face o yours soon, check for myself that you ain't been given the holy treatment.

[ phone ]

[charring]

Tomorrow morning. Breakfast at the diner a block from my place. We can get that giant stack of pancakes they advertise.

[ phone ]

[yourbestguysgun]

You had me at pancakes, sweetness. Now, get off the phone, make sure Stark gets you home safe, and get some sleep.

[ phone ]

[charring]

Right. Sleep. What is sleep and how do I that? [Especially after this curse. Jeez.]

I'll let you know when I'm home safe. See you in a few hours.

[ phone ]

[yourbestguysgun]

Gotcha. [ He could tell her he's glad she's alive, but that much is pretty obvious. ] Night, Charlie.