♥ : for a loving voicemail
“You’re always saving me. I wish I knew how to thank you properly for that…some times think about how if it weren’t for you I wouldn’t have made it past most days. You’re nothing short of amazing but something tells me you already knew that─Even though we’re stuck here, in this ice box, I’m glad that you’re here. I guess what I’m trying to say is thank you. I don’t think you’ll ever know how much you mean to me.”
♚ : for a confessing voicemail
“I hate it. I hate her. I hate you. Nobody asked you to look out after me. I hate you for allowing me to see what an amazing guy you could be. I hate you for allowing me to get close to you. I hate you for being her fiance. And I’ll hate you for loving her. I didn’t ask for you to be there for me when I needed you. I didn’t ask for any of this…but you know what I hate the most? Is that no matter how much I want to, I know that what I feel for you will never come close to hate and in your eyes we’ll always be friends..and I’ll always just be your little sister’s drunk friend.”
☆ : for a drunken voicemail
“It’s late and I’m alone. I can’t remember the last time I was alone. You should come over. You know if you’re not too busy with someone else. If you are? Well, lie to me. Tell me you’re not busy and come over. I want to show you something─”
♦: for an apologetic voicemail
“I know we had plans last night. I’m the worst for flaking out last minute. I had some things come up and I really didn’t have any time to call. I’m sorry. I hope it wasn’t too much of an inconvenience for you. Rain check, yeah?”
“Ani told me about her before, she told me how beautiful she was and how happy she was that she was chosen for you. I didn’t believe someone could be that great, or at least good enough for you…I ran into her today, Princess Bea. I didn’t speak to her, it was just a quick passing down the same corridor. She was surrounded by a group of ladies, each one of them looking up at her as if she placed the stars in the sky herself─she was beautiful, stunningly beautiful, and had this undeniable grace about her. She would make any country proud. She’s a lucky girl. I think this is the part where I let go of childish fantasies, huh? I guess I always knew this day would come. Save me a seat on your side at the wedding.”
“Big spoon, Arion. B-I-G big!”
