VoIcEmAiL 🥵
“hi.” the simple greeting is drawn out and followed by a series of intense pants. one would assume the absolute worst if they pulled the phone away after that, not left with much else other than to think it was some really pathetic attempt at phone sex. sadly, nami was far too lame to initiate something like that. “sorry! they’re trying to take my... my phone.” there was some intense ruffling that followed, nami’s voice occasionally poking through in a whiny, slurred tone that pretty much gave away what was happening - especially with his repetitive claims of being sober, and the distant voices demanding to hand his phone over. the sound of a door slamming was finally followed by silence, and nami once again catching his breath.
“okay, hi. sorry. they think it’s dumb for me to call you, but i don’t see the problem. i just wanted to say i miss you. that’s not bad, is it?" well, considering nami had once again been the one to break it off with river, it was likely better defined under unfair. “i wanna come see you. i just wanna... look at you. i don’t care about anything else. you don’t even have to look at me, i - i just like being around you.” a soft noise of complaint that sounded far too similar to a child after hearing the word no followed. “wish you answered.” nami’s regret for what he’d done was always coming up immediately after he made the 'finalized’ snap decisions. the feeling of losing river forever always felt worse, but the moments where he was upset made him forget how miserable the aftermath was. the two feelings were too hard for him to compare; to ever really know which he was worse off with. all he knew was that at the moment, it felt impossible for his heart to ever give up on them.
“i just wanna hear your voice, even if it was just you saying really gross stuff. that’s okay. i don’t care. talk about - about all the dicks you want. i’ll listen to you. i’ll listen to anything you have to say, as long as you’re talking to me again... call me back? i’ll sit in this bathroom the rest of the night until you do. or the rest of my life, if i have to. whatever makes you wanna talk to me again. i’ll sleep in the bathtub... i have all the water i need... i don’t know about food, though. hopefully you’re not that upset with me. i want you to know how sorry i am, okay? ... please call back soon. i really don’t wanna sleep in this bath... but i will!”
