[There's a sound on the other end of someone yelping. Howard didn't realize his PokéGear would talk to him.]
Whoa, hang on...
[He listens to the voice on the other end as she talks about leaving New Bark Town. She can't be too far away from him, a few miles at most, as he's just left too.
And he can't sleep either. Insomnia's plagued him for a while now, so he's used to being tired and jumpy at every bump in the night, but that doesn't mean he would say no to company. She sounds like she's trying to sound put together, which is pretty much how he feels, too.]
Yeah, um, I don't mind talking. The noises are pretty creepy, you know? And my cat weasel thing keeps looking at me like it thinks I'll taste good with barbecue sauce.
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on 2013-03-04 05:24 pm (UTC)Whoa, hang on...
[He listens to the voice on the other end as she talks about leaving New Bark Town. She can't be too far away from him, a few miles at most, as he's just left too.
And he can't sleep either. Insomnia's plagued him for a while now, so he's used to being tired and jumpy at every bump in the night, but that doesn't mean he would say no to company. She sounds like she's trying to sound put together, which is pretty much how he feels, too.]
Yeah, um, I don't mind talking. The noises are pretty creepy, you know? And my cat weasel thing keeps looking at me like it thinks I'll taste good with barbecue sauce.