Phone Post

[superspeeds]

†ringtone†
[calls|voicemail|text]

"Hello, you've reached the cellphone of Pietro Maximoff. Leave a very brief message and your telephone number, I shall return your call should it merit my interest. Have a pleasant day."

Comments

[superspeeds]

Angelica? What's the matter?

[radiantly]

I'm such an idiot.

I ran my mouth and I feel so stupid.

[superspeeds]

You aren't an idiot, Angelica. And I can hardly offer an opinion on people who run their mouths.

Are you feeling okay? Physically?

[radiantly]

I uh.

I haven't slept.

[superspeeds]

Can I bring you something? Soup?

[radiantly]

Yes please. I don't want to be alone.

[superspeeds]

I'll stay with you. Chicken noodle, or split pea?

[radiantly]

It doesn't matter. I'm not sure I can eat anyway.

[superspeeds]

You need to eat, darling. You need to keep your strength up.

I'll be there soon.

[radiantly]

...

Of course. You're right, Pietro.

Can you bring me some crackers too?

[superspeeds]

Yes, of course.

Are you laying down?

[radiantly]

No. Should I be?

[superspeeds]

Yes. I'd rather you were in bed resting, if you're not feeling well.

[radiantly]

I can't sleep, Pietro. I've tried.

I'm tired of trying.

[superspeeds]

Please try again? At least until I get there?

[radiantly]

...

Fine.

But only because you said please.