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[thisismadfreaky]

"Yo, you've reached Cisco. Text me, voicemail is so outdated, guys."

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[thisismadfreaky]

[He doesn't have it in him to form a proper response, just gives a soft hum of approval mixed with something amused. ]

Sleeeep. [He drawls sleepily, idly reaching up to twist the ends of her hair between his fingers. He won't be even semi-conscious for much longer, as he tries to will the comfort of sleep to take him under again ]

[quickgenius]

[She crinkles her nose a little at that sound, too tired to be properly embarrassed. Later. Definitely later. There will be blushing and everything. She huffs a breath against him.]

‘kay. [The almost-a-full-word starts as a yawn, before being murmured sleepily at him. She makes another hum of contentment as she feels him idly fiddle with the ends of her hair.] You too.

[thisismadfreaky]

Mmmhmm. [That's the most agreement she'll get before he ends up too comfortable and warm and slides easily back under the wave of sleep once more.]