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Matthew Lynch ([personal profile] dreamkid) wrote2017-03-03 09:56 pm

Inbox [Sav]


"Hey, this is Matthew! If you're getting this I probably left my phone somewhere weird, but you can leave a message and I'll call you back later, promise!"
son_of_a_dreamer: (white on black)

text; night of the bar fiasco

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-19 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, Matt. What are you up to?
son_of_a_dreamer: (3)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-19 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
cleaning? really? alert the media.
just checkin in to see how you're doing.
yeah, we did.
son_of_a_dreamer: (plaid)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-20 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. It's alright, thanks for cleaning it up.
Yeah. He's here alright.
son_of_a_dreamer: (dark around)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-20 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
It's a nice place. Reminds me of a place back in Alexandria.
Everything's great. The kids are having fun.


[they sure are, laughing up a storm]
son_of_a_dreamer: (if u say so)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-20 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ you're so smart, matthew. declan would be proud ]

i will, yeah.
i can get drinks, don't worry.
son_of_a_dreamer: (room for more)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-21 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
I'd be ignoring ronan forever if that was the case.
can't have that.

it's okay, bud. we're doing great. I saw a robot
son_of_a_dreamer: (yeah thats me)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-22 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's okay, as pissed as he is at Ronan right now, he doesn't want to shit talk him. He's glad his brother actually went out somewhere ]

No, it was a coat check guy. Taking all our coats. I saw a blue lady, too.
son_of_a_dreamer: (2)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-22 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ See, Matty, this is why he texted you. He knew you'd make him smile ]

it was pretty cool. I'll try to snap you a pic.
Me neither until tonight. We'll have to venture out some, ok? I want to show you around so you can see blue ladies.


son_of_a_dreamer: (three buttons)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-22 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
night goals.
time district? I'll have to look into it.
okay, we'll check that place out. I'm in.
son_of_a_dreamer: (yeah thats me)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-25 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
[wow, Matthew, that's a lot of smiles. ]

Yeah, I've been hearing that too, about the different times and places. We'll go sometime this week.
We have to find the best restaurants.
son_of_a_dreamer: (eldest lynch)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-27 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
we'll make a whole day trip out of it.
it'll be good to get off of the farm for a while anyway.

listen buddy, I have to go now.
Have a good night, okay? I'm not sure what time I'll be back
son_of_a_dreamer: (intern)

text;

[personal profile] son_of_a_dreamer 2017-04-30 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Or maybe he's just drinking more! Also fun. ]
see you later, kiddo.
shadowblends: (❧ distraught)

throughout matthew's 'nap'

[personal profile] shadowblends 2017-08-11 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
a few days after the shadows have gone (text)

hello, matthew. it's been a little while since i've seen you after this whole demon business.
just wanted to check in and make sure you were still doing okay!
when's the next time we're going for space tea?


a week later (text)

hi, matthew.
it's kurt. again.
i mean, obviously, haha. the tab tells you on the screen and such. not sure why i insist on
ah, nevermind.

i haven't done anything to upset you, have i? if so, please, don't be afraid to tell me. i'd much rather know, that way i can try and fix what i messed up.

sorry, i didn't mean for this to become a ramble.
i only want


[And the message abruptly ends there.]

the day matthew wakes (but before he actually does) (voice)

[The beginning of the message is filled with silence, broken only by the occasional shuffling noise or a breathy huff. Finally, Kurt seems to find his voice and when he speaks, he sounds exhausted.]

The network continues to register your existence here on Thisavrou, but I wonder if it's a trick. It wouldn't be the first time this sort of thing has happened ... [Another sigh, his voice lowering an octave as he continues to talk.] Either way, whatever is going on or wherever you might be, I hope that you're ... okay. I hope that you'll receive these messages in good health, that you'll find a way to contact me soon. I'm not— not entirely sure why I'm still talking. It's been a while since I've slept decently.

The air lately feels like it's been charged with electricity and I know it isn't just because of the storm.

[He gets quiet once more, as if contemplating what else he wants to say, even though he's almost positive that he won't get an answer. Still, Nightcrawler clears his throat, words barely a whisper:] Please, if you get any of these, let me know that you're all right.

I ... I mi— [again, the disconnection of the feed is sudden, but before the TAB goes completely quiet, there's the faint sound of footsteps and something crashing, then an almost too eerie silence that follows. Eventually, his voicemail ends itself with no explanation.]
shadowblends: (❧ regard)

[personal profile] shadowblends 2017-08-14 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
[At first, the TABs incessant jingling doesn't rouse him, but when it continues for more than a few seconds, he finally decides to peek up and see who it is.

Matthew.

In an instant, little Blue reaches for the device and brings it to his face, unaware that his floundering about has brought him to the edge of the bed.]
Matthew? [he manages, followed shortly by a yelp as he tumbles out of his bed.

Everything's fine, though, really! He just-- needs a moment to untangle himself from his blanket before he speaks again, somewhat breathlessly this time,]
H—Hi, Matthew. Sorry, I got— [huff] got stuck in my comforter trying to answer my TAB.

[Kurt takes note of the tone of the other boy's voice, but makes no mention of it for now. He's pretty sure his own exhaustion shows through with how his words had broken.] Where are you? Is everything all right?