Trent. A phone call.

Takes place somewhere in late January, a few days before this entry in Ru's journal

As always, Ru belongs to tsuki_no_bara, and Eden to cicirossi. Previous Trent can be found indexed here


[in my head this is a radio play - opening with dialtone, the number beeps, and then straight to voice mail because ru's phone is switched off]

******

The number you are calling is currently unavailable. Please leave your message after the tone.

*beep*

Hey Ru, s'me. I guess you went to the Craven gig after all - was it good? I was just calling - ok, so I was calling to bitch - just - yeah - shitty day, and I'm supposed to be polishing those pieces for the auditions next week and I can't get it right, so both of my classes with Ms. Benson were just miserable, and I think I've twinged something in my shoulder doing that lift over and over and over. And then I had Matthews - who's the composition guy - and you know how that goes. I guess he's never gotten over having to do 'all that remedial work' when I started here. He's surely never gotten over the need to remind me about it. Some of his stuff just breaks my brain : I mean yeah, we need to know how the music works, but ... Just having one of those 'why-do-I-even-bother' things, I guess. Can't do anything right today. Even managed to fuck up in Dance History and I *like* that class. I guess that doesn't mean that I'm any good at it though. I don't remember feeling this plain stupid all the time in high school - I don't know - was I a...

*beep*

I'm sorry. You have reached the maximum message length.

To send this message, press one, or hang up.

If you would like to re-record your message press two

#2#

Message deleted. Please leave your message after the tone.

*beep*

Hey Ru, 's Trent - how's the gig? If you get this while you're still with the others say hi for me. Look, I don't think I'm going to make it over to yours tomorrow after all - the piles of work are ganging up on me. Call me?

Trent. A phone call.

Takes place somewhere in late January, a few days before this entry in Ru's journal

As always, Ru belongs to tsuki_no_bara, and Eden to cicirossi. Previous Trent can be found indexed here


[in my head this is a radio play - opening with dialtone, the number beeps, and then straight to voice mail because ru's phone is switched off]

******

The number you are calling is currently unavailable. Please leave your message after the tone.

*beep*

Hey Ru, s'me. I guess you went to the Craven gig after all - was it good? I was just calling - ok, so I was calling to bitch - just - yeah - shitty day, and I'm supposed to be polishing those pieces for the auditions next week and I can't get it right, so both of my classes with Ms. Benson were just miserable, and I think I've twinged something in my shoulder doing that lift over and over and over. And then I had Matthews - who's the composition guy - and you know how that goes. I guess he's never gotten over having to do 'all that remedial work' when I started here. He's surely never gotten over the need to remind me about it. Some of his stuff just breaks my brain : I mean yeah, we need to know how the music works, but ... Just having one of those 'why-do-I-even-bother' things, I guess. Can't do anything right today. Even managed to fuck up in Dance History and I *like* that class. I guess that doesn't mean that I'm any good at it though. I don't remember feeling this plain stupid all the time in high school - I don't know - was I a...

*beep*

I'm sorry. You have reached the maximum message length.

To send this message, press one, or hang up.

If you would like to re-record your message press two

#2#

Message deleted. Please leave your message after the tone.

*beep*

Hey Ru, 's Trent - how's the gig? If you get this while you're still with the others say hi for me. Look, I don't think I'm going to make it over to yours tomorrow after all - the piles of work are ganging up on me. Call me?