FIGHT ME.
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I think i lost it???
Oh hey, I wrote a little AU story where my OCs, Torah’s OCs, and Aidi’s OCs all interact together via phone messages. Whiskey & Charlie are Torah’s, Danes & Miko, Carlos & Ellis are Aidi’s. Ava & Chloe, Celeste & Moira are my four witches.
The relationship Ava has her phone is best described as actually taking the time to set your status as ‘it’s complicated’ on Facebook. Ava falls asleep and wakes up with her phone either in her hand or under her pillow, but throughout the day, it’s as far away from her as possible. Which is to say that Ava has forgotten her phone in her apartment or in her truck for several hours on end. Not that it matters if she has her phone in her pocket, the only thing that vibrates her phone is her alarm and absolutely nothing is granted access to sound notifications. A silent phone may as well have been abandoned on Mars.
It occurs to Ava, at various points in the day, that she should check her phone. Although these also coincide with the moments that Ava needs to send someone a message or google maps the location of her next client. When the phone is unlocked, Ava is greeted with the chaos she had intended to escape.
You have ten new voicemails.
Once, Ava would have sighed and asked herself who leaves voicemails anymore but now she doesn’t have to ask stupid questions.
To hear your messages press one.
Thank u my dude. Honestly has helped me with anatomy and coloring. Getting invested in original characters again. Feels good.
Ava gripped her sun hat as she stepped out of the truck, her high heeled boots sinking into the dirt driveway. It had been a long drive and she’d been behind the wheel for most of it so it wasn’t exactly comforting when they reached the end of the long path to find a cabin in the woods.
“Really?” Ava said, turning to her girlfriend. “I know we’re witches and all but do we have to play into every stereotype?”
Chloe was already pulling all of their bags from the back of the truck like the proactive go-getter she was. Didn’t even have the decency to look up when she responded. “It has power and running water. You’ll be fine.“ Chloe dropped a single duffle bag at Ava’s feet. “And there’s a jacuzzi.”
“I suppose I’ll live,” Ava teased, picking up the bag and walking to the knock-off horror movie cabin. She didn’t mind the cabin, not really, but old things came with baggage.
The gals i drew yesterday!