AU FTF 001 → 'SPIT IT INTO HIS VOICEMAIL’
“Hey!” Lux whined as Violet stole his phone, pouting at her and letting the small girl drag him back inside. He flopped down into his chair, groaning, trying and failing to duck out from beneath Selene’s hand. “Fuck off, all of you,” he grumbled petulantly, but was quickly distracted by the sight of food Diego and Jay were splitting and immediately focused on stealing some. By the time they made it back to the dorms, he was stumbling, collapsing onto his bed and sleeping solidly until the morning.
He awoke with a groan, a headache and an unpleasant memory of calling Gus, which he was sure had just gone fabulously. He buried his face into his pillows as he blindly searched for his phone, licking his lips nervously and tapping out a text. ‘Hey, so. I guess I called you last night?” he sent, hoping that it was an okay probe, that he hadn’t said anything on the call that would be too embarrassing or ruin what friendship he had managed to secure with Gus.
Groggily waking up the next morning much later than Gus usually does, he managed to fumble over his bedside table to grasp for his phone. He squinted at the text he received from his friend and typed out a quick response. “You did? I honestly didn’t realize. I fell asleep at my damn laptop last night and just passed out after a shower. I see you left me a message, did you just want to tell me what you said or should I just listen to the voicemail?” Gus texted Lux back curiously and rubbed at one of his eyes sleepily.








