2021-02-12 - Wrong Number

Nova is trying to get her shift covered and ends up flirting at a random person who happens to be moving to Gray Harbor. Yes, she flirts at people, not with them, ask her brothers girlfriend. A couch for crashing is offered up.

IC Date: 2021-02-12

OOC Date: 2020-06-03

Location: Cyberspace

Related Scenes: None

Plot: None

Scene Number: 5730

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(TXT to Wes) Nova : So is there any way you can cover my shift tomorrow? I haven't slept a ton lately and I'm not looking to sprain an ankle 🀣

(TXT to Nova) Wes : I'm not sure you want me to cover your shift for you.

(TXT to Wes) Nova : C'mon Guuuurl. That butt of yours will get you hella tips on a Saturday!

(TXT to Nova) Wes : I don't think I have butt people will want to be investing in.

(TXT to Wes) Nova : What!?!? It's your best *ass*et! Don't let nobody tell you any different! I'd make it rain for that booty πŸ˜‰

(TXT to Nova) Wes : Hahahaha. Nice. I like that. Seriously though, I can't cover your shift for you. I wouldn't show up and you would get in trouble. I don't even know what the job is but I'm guessing it's some kind of gym exercise class. No wait, people don't tip at those. Hmmm. Waitress? Bartender?

(TXT to Wes) Nova : Exotic Dancer...😨 This isn't Dhalia is it? Estoy tan avergonzada. Who is it then?

(TXT to Nova) Wes : Stripping?! Whoa whoa whoa. I am definitely not licensed for that. I never went to dancing school or exotic school. (no this is not Dhalia) What does estoy tan... avenger mean?

(TXT to Wes) Nova : You don't need a license for that Papi (or Mami?). You just gotta have skills and some charisma. It means that I am embarrassed that I typed in the freakin' number wrong, I work with Dhalia. If you are still messaging me, are you at least cute? πŸ˜›

(TXT to Nova) Wes : I am absolutely cute. You don't have to be embarrassed. I've been stuck in a car for hours and you're staving off a severe case of boredom. So there are no qualifications at all for exotic dancing?

(TXT to Wes) Nova : Nah, that's how half of us get into it. Easy money if you have thick skin, and you can do it anywhere in the world. I'll entertain you all you like, not like I'm sleeping. What do you do 'absolutely cute'?

(TXT to Nova) Wes : I work with pipes. All shapes and sizes. What's keeping you from sleeping? Where do you live?

(TXT to Wes) Nova : Sexy. Now? Talking to you. Earlier? Had a bad string of nightmares. Happens now and then.

(TXT to Wes) Nova : Also I'm not telling some cute stranger my address unless they got some weed and takeout. Where do you live?

(TXT to Nova) Wes : The life of a pipefitter is a wild adventure. Nightmares, huh? Want to talk about them? Get it out of whoa whoa whoa slow down there. What kind of pipefitter do you think I am?? I just meant in general. I only want your address if you are in need of some plumbing work. I also don't have any weed. At the moment I am homeless. A drifter.

(TXT to Wes) Nova : Are you trying to tell me you don't get that joke all the time? πŸ˜† I mean if you're cute enough you can be whatever kind you want in my crib. Drifter huh? Me too kindred spirits. Right now I'm in a place called Gray Harbor if you need a couch to crash on and happen to be this way. I've been there.

(TXT to Nova) Wes : Joke?

(TXT to Nova) Wes : Oh! Oh. Shit. No. I don't. Huh. Now I see it.

(TXT to Nova) Wes : We are actually heading to Gray Harbor. My boyfriend probably wants to stay in a hotel over going to the home of a random stranger, but I can ask him about it I suppose.

(TXT to Nova) Wes : WAit, he wants to know if it's a nice couch.

(TXT to Nova) Wes : And does it have room for three?

(TXT to Wes) Nova : It's an okay couch. You, your boy, your mom IDGAF all welcome. Not having a place to go is the worst. Bonus if your boy is hot too. My apartment lacks art atm.

(TXT to Nova) Wes : He's extremely hot.

(TXT to Wes) Nova : πŸ™In that case my brother and I are in the Broadleaf apartments. Look for the barely street legal tricked out cars.

(TXT to Nova) Wes : Appreciated, but I'm the jealous type. Safer for everyone if we get a motel. What about those nightmares?

(TXT to Wes) Nova : Hey! I am capable of looking and not touching! I understand though. If y'all get in a tight spot hmu. I think people got murdered at that motel or some shit. Mostly just the usual. You believe in magic homie?

(TXT to Nova) Wes : That's really nice of you since you have no idea who we are. What would you have said if we were ugly? Is the couch reserved for pretty people only?

(TXT to Nova) Wes : Homie? I'm a homie now? Cool!

(TXT to Nova) Wes : What kind of magic are we talking?

(TXT to Wes) Nova : Nah, humans are homies so long as they a'int cops. It's just a bonus if they are pretty humans. I'm a skittles kinda gal, no flavor is wrong. The kind of magic that gives you nightmares.

(TXT to Nova) Wes : So you had nightmares about magic? What happened in them? We’re you in some kind of twisted Harry Potter meets stranger things nightmare? Was slytherin winning?

(TXT to Wes) Nova : πŸ€” More like you die in the dream you die in real life. Bodies being torn apart, torture, things trying to fill you with loneliness and eat your soul. Is Slytherin the guy Harry fights?

(TXT to Nova) Wes : Whoa. Those are some serious nightmares. Voldemort is the bad guy. What kind of movies are you watching before bed? Time to lay off the horror.

(TXT to Wes) Nova : You're moving to this place? You'll probably catch umm. Bad dreams are contagious here. I know I'm just some random stranger, but LMK you guys are safe, K? I gotcha if you guys need help adjusting here. πŸ‘Œ

(TXT to Nova) Wes : Yeah we are coming to live here. Pretty pumped about it all. Gotta go we are
Making a pit stop I hope you get some sleep


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