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but what I want to say shouldn't be said over the phone
[ The smallest of pauses after the beep ] "You've - reached Elena. Gilbert. [ Maybe there are multiple in this cave. ] I'm sorry I missed your call, but if you'd leave - [ And their names will already be attached, built in caller id. She hates this message already But she's going to damn well finish it. ] a message, I'll return the call as soon as I can. [ And that's about all she needs and all she can muster. Oh, she can't forget... ] Thank you." [ "But, why am I thanking them, they called me." "Because it's the polite thing to do. Did they have to call you?" "They wanted to." But, no argument wins. Miranda Gilbert has a way of always being right. ]call .. text .. video
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OK. Yellow it is. That way, there's at least one thing we can see outside that's actually sunny. :)
[ And you thought she was going to pick magenta, didn't you?! This isn't Barbie Dreamhouse building. Besides, they can always pick a different one later. The moped borrowing seems pretty lax. ]
Fair. Also, that would've been...better. Probably. At least we could've gotten out and gone home. But, no moping from me. [ She doesn't think that Elena's intention is to mope, either. Not at all. Elena's stronger than that.
She considers, on the regular, how grateful she is that Elena isn't a vampire, too. How wild that could have gone, since this place likes to pick vastly different times to take people from the same place (world?) from. It could have taken either of them from when their humanities were turned off. Ugh. ]
I'll bring this back over in a jiffy, then we should go see if there's anywhere halfway decent to eat around here. Or, if that ridiculous stove is our only option. [ Don't bring up the microwave. Small appliance nemeses should be ignored at all costs! ]
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[ Cause they need to be able to cook, ya'll. ]
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[ We meaning 'You.' ]
I'll meet you by the front door.
[ There are a lot of steps, okay? ]
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[ She knows. Plus, she loves to cook. ]
Perfect. On my way over.
[ Caroline driving around on a moped: this cave's sure something, isn't it? ]