[ the phone rings and it's... it's terrible. the world has terrible timing. and she can't help but laugh at the frustrated look on raleigh's face.
she let's the phone ring, presses a kiss to his ear to murmur i'll get it and ducks under his arm to cross the room and pick up the receiver. ] Hello? [ empty air. silence. she frowns. ] Hello? [ she tosses a look raleigh's way and shrugs. ] Sorry, whoever this is, I can't hear you, you might have to ca-- [ Is this Raleigh Becket's house?
she freezes and all but feels the blood drain from her face because she recognizes that voice. but it makes no sense. it can't be so takes a breath. ] Yeah, he's right here. Who is this?
[ well. naomi abruptly going pale like that can never be a good thing. so it's with a concerned and confused expression on his face that raleigh walks over to her and wraps his arms around her waist. ]
[ she's not sure what she heard, and it doesn't make sense but the voice had been so familiar - the voice had sounded like yancy, and she knows what he sounds like because raleigh had taken her to dr. caitlin lightcap to deal with the gaps in her memory and then they'd shared the drift. ]
I don't know, [ she murmurs softly, not exactly a lie - not the truth either ] It was someone. And then he asked for you, but when I said that you were here, he hung up.
That's weird. Maybe it was a crank call or a fan or something.
[ they've been lucky in that their house and personal info has mostly stayed off the radar of the general public. raleigh's a world-renown hero, as much as he hates it, and it's a little surprising they haven't gotten fan phone calls or emails before now. ]
If it's important, they'll call back, [ he says quietly as he kisses at the side of her neck. ]
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option B (because mel put it in my head wtf)
she let's the phone ring, presses a kiss to his ear to murmur i'll get it and ducks under his arm to cross the room and pick up the receiver. ] Hello? [ empty air. silence. she frowns. ] Hello? [ she tosses a look raleigh's way and shrugs. ] Sorry, whoever this is, I can't hear you, you might have to ca-- [ Is this Raleigh Becket's house?
she freezes and all but feels the blood drain from her face because she recognizes that voice. but it makes no sense. it can't be so takes a breath. ] Yeah, he's right here. Who is this?
[ click. ]
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Who was it? Did they just hang up?
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I don't know, [ she murmurs softly, not exactly a lie - not the truth either ] It was someone. And then he asked for you, but when I said that you were here, he hung up.
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[ they've been lucky in that their house and personal info has mostly stayed off the radar of the general public. raleigh's a world-renown hero, as much as he hates it, and it's a little surprising they haven't gotten fan phone calls or emails before now. ]
If it's important, they'll call back, [ he says quietly as he kisses at the side of her neck. ]