2020-04-15 - Not Good at This Stuff
Nobody's really doing great, but that's okay.
IC Date: 2020-04-15
OOC Date: 2019-11-14
Location: Text
Related Scenes: None
Plot: None
Scene Number: 4493
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Hey gorgeous. What are you up to?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Heya, sexy. 💙
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Just taking care of things. You?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Rolling over to Dante's to spend a few days. Also taking care of things. Thought I'd see if you were up for me making good on that debt I owe you soon. 😈
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Way less sexy when planned, gorgeous.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Way more opportunity for spontaneous mischief while the world isn't all cold and wet and keeping me way too overdressed.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Fair.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Should I be good and leave you be for a bit?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I just said I wanted to see you.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: You ALSO just said you're heading to Dante's for a few days 😛
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: He needs me. Same as I'd be there for you if you needed me.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Ugh. You're being weird. Okay, so.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Me being fucked in the head should come as no surprise.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Are YOU okay?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: No.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: What's wrong?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I feel like I'm drowning.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: In anything in particular or just in general?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Nothing. Don't worry about it. You have enough on your plate. Just wanted to see if you were up for some mindless fun.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: (...)
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Alright.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Phones are kinda shit for substantive conversations anyway.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: And I do have a lot on my plate right now. So.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: So see me tomorrow. Or soon. Or whatever.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Dude. I don't understand.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Are you going to be spending a few days with Dante or not?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Cuz I can wait.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: At his place, yes. That doesn't mean I can't see you.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Alright. Fair. I guess I assumed... like. Staycation kinda thing.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Few days hiding away from the world.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Cuz that's the way I operate sometimes.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I'm still working. He's still writing.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Alright. Sorry.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: No, I'm sorry.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I'm not good at this stuff.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: What stuff?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Relationship stuff. I wanted to tell you were I'd be for a few days, because I'm not at my apartment. I want to see you, I didn't want it to be awkward.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: First?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Everyone's shit at relationship stuff.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Feelings make things weird.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Second? I totally made assumptions of my own and got confused.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: We're good on that.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: See above re: everyone being shit at relationship stuff 😛
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: If mindless fun is what you need, I can provide.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: But if you wanna talk? I'm actually an okay listener sometimes.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: No promises. But it HAS happened once or twice.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: You're a great listener.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: I'mma choose to take you at your word there.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Sorry Diva got tangled in my shoe laces.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Is that an animal?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: (kitten pic)
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Can't tell if very young or very old.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Hah. Sphynx's all look like that. But 8 weeks old.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: His or yours?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Dante's new baby.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Cute 🙂
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Cute little hellion to be sure.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: I'mma trust you're in good hands and try not to worry too much.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Lemme know when you're free, yeah?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I will.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: (...)
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I have no idea what you're going to say, but I miss you.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Obvs.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: I'mma get back to cleaning. It's been a kinda shit week here at the Jones house, so.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: 😘
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I'll hire a service if you tell me what's wrong.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: You don't get to do that, beautiful.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: You don't get to skip the question when I ask it then expect an answer from me, alright?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Ask you what's wrong or try to save you from smelling like bleach?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: I don't mind the cleaning.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: What if I like your hands soft?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: You know where to find 'em. 😉
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Gimme ten minutes heads up and they'll be smooth as silk and smelling like indulgence.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: And the Jones House?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Perfection. Always. I'm fucking magical, Cris.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Of course you are. But you're still cleaning up messes and won't tell me why.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Oh. Is that what you're asking about? 😆
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Yes, dear.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Roommate moved out.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: NBD
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: And that made it a shit week?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Yeah, kinda does.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: I'mma have to see to the cleaning, the showing, the interviewing. And worse?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: The budgeting. Cuz.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Have you seen my house?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: If we don't split rent and utilities four ways, we can't manage it.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I'll rent the room, pay the missing fourth until you find an actual room mate.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: And this is on top of school, work, all the normal shit I do every day that nobody ever thinks about because they don't have to cuz see above re: magical.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Hard pass.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Sparrow.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Cris.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I can hire a cleaning service, a realtor, and pay the bills until things pan out. What's the problem?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: The way that stuff changes our relationship maybe?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Nothing changes just because I want to help.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Everything changes because I become dependent on that help 😐
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Not dependent. It's just a stop gap until you find a real roommate. This saves you from having to take the first asshat that comes along just because they can pay the rent.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Meanwhile, I'll just be your asshat roommate. Just one that doesn't actually live there.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: I can be discerning and desperate at the same time.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Could you please stop poking this button?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Cuz.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: I know how that goes on this side.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Yes, dear.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Hey, Phil, good work on the replacement sugar daddy.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Try not to ghost this one, okay?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Then can I at least take you out to a nice dinner and get you a massage after all your hard work?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: You had a sugar daddy?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: How about you come over and I share some of my obscenely expensive scotch with you?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: It was a gift.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: And it doesn't taste entirely like licking the sidewalk.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Deal.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: No spoiling.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Any spoiling should be because you wanna share something with me, okay?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Couples massage it is.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Heh.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Sounds good. 💙
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Good. Because I want to do something nice for you, nothing more.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Why?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Because I'm selfish.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Fair. 💙
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Good answer.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: NOW, I'll be good and stop distracting you from cleaning.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Scotch and massages soon. 😘
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