[this text comes in pretty early, like 'shower-quality thoughts while watching the sunrise' sort of early. whoever she's sending this to must be pretty familiar, considering her language.]
How do you trick an AI into going to a corn maze with you? He can't know I'm doing it, we're not friends.
And no, you asshole, this isn't the lead-in to a joke. I need help brainstorming.
It's fall in America, man, they're fucking everywhere. Now focus!!
[she doesn't realize that she's got the wrong person yet, the response and typing style is close enough to Josuke's that there doesn't appear to be anything wrong.]
He's not a robot, he's an AI. There's a difference.
[a difference that Hazel literally never respects when she's actually talking to Magicman. what a difference his inability to see her conversations makes!!]
But christ, if you're so baffled by them you can just fucking come too. Maybe he won't notice where we're going if it's in a group.
Oh man, did I catch you during your stupid hairstyling epic? I'm surprised you can even text back considered how much hair gel your hands must be caked in right now.
Ok, well, assuming that's actually true and it's not just him being sore as fuck over the arcade shit...
You really shouldn't go through people's texts when they lose their comms. It's how you get screechy bitches like me on your case for the rest of your life.
So the lawn flamethrower's kind of up in the air right now, but I'm definitely getting that tiny hoverboard. I was thinking of maybe when I drain the pool for fall of building a mini skatepark for him in it?
I mean, it can't be that difficult, right? The worst thing that happens is I flood a neighbor, and I think the house on my right's fucking empty anyway. Be less of a pain in the ass than switching the garden over to fall in this bitch Florida weather.
[and there's maybe five minutes between that and her next reply, which is video! amazing!
...well, it'd be amazing if it were actually of her, but it's not. instead it shows an empty hallway which quickly becomes not so empty as a snowy owl decked out in a tiny backwards cap and gold chains comes barreling down it, expertly handling the skateboard it rides on. it shoots past the camera, turns at the end, and then does a sick kickflip before riding out of sight,
[Hazel keeps the video shooting the empty hallway rather than turning it to show herself, but you can feel the smug pride radiating from her voice. that expression of his is going to be treasured in her memory forever.]
october 3
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How do you trick an AI into going to a corn maze with you? He can't know I'm doing it, we're not friends.
And no, you asshole, this isn't the lead-in to a joke. I need help brainstorming.
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Chewing slows as he reads.
Before texting back.]
where the hell did you find a corn maze
[because THATS the weirdest thing about this.]
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[she doesn't realize that she's got the wrong person yet, the response and typing style is close enough to Josuke's that there doesn't appear to be anything wrong.]
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dont tell me americans really make that
dont they have better things to do
[Sorry Hazel, he's focusing on this for one more second.]
its a robot right cant you just program it
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[a difference that Hazel literally never respects when she's actually talking to Magicman. what a difference his inability to see her conversations makes!!]
But christ, if you're so baffled by them you can just fucking come too. Maybe he won't notice where we're going if it's in a group.
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sorry im busy
doing
a thing
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who even are you
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What the fuck Josuke, have you got someone texting for you while you do your hair? And you're bribing them with cake?
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this is kaneda
[HONESTLY HAZEL HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL?! OVER TEXT?!]
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You really shouldn't go through people's texts when they lose their comms. It's how you get screechy bitches like me on your case for the rest of your life.
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hate to break it to you but this ones on you
am i still invited on your group date
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[what sorry was there more to his reply she couldn't see it over her rage]
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So the lawn flamethrower's kind of up in the air right now, but I'm definitely getting that tiny hoverboard. I was thinking of maybe when I drain the pool for fall of building a mini skatepark for him in it?
I mean, it can't be that difficult, right? The worst thing that happens is I flood a neighbor, and I think the house on my right's fucking empty anyway. Be less of a pain in the ass than switching the garden over to fall in this bitch Florida weather.
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kaneda again
am i just that popular with you
whos the skatepark for
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STOP ANSWERING THESE
It's for my owl. He's getting a hoverboard so he can do sick tricks in literal midair.
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i want to see that right the hell now
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[at least say please, you little fuck]
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[Sorry he never says please!! Or sorry.]
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[then you're gonna have to coax her a little better!!]
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unless you doubt the owls talents
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[and there's maybe five minutes between that and her next reply, which is video! amazing!
...well, it'd be amazing if it were actually of her, but it's not. instead it shows an empty hallway which quickly becomes not so empty as a snowy owl decked out in a tiny backwards cap and gold chains comes barreling down it, expertly handling the skateboard it rides on. it shoots past the camera, turns at the end, and then does a sick kickflip before riding out of sight,
NEVER DOUBT THE POWER OF THE OWL]
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[it's so good this turned to video because this is the exact face you're seeing, Hazel. That certainly was...an owl on a skateboard.
Shit.]
Shit.
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Yeah, that's what I thought.