[It isn't as though the pink pony couldn't hear what was going on, on the other end of the line. But that amounted to mostly soft cloth-y noises, and the soft little fwump of pillows as something light dropped onto them, smushing them against each other and rustling the fabric. She wasn't getting a reply by voice, as no such sounds come across -- even the sounds of breathing, for that matter -- for what probably seemed like years, but was more like a minute, just long enough to make her wonder if someone had actually answered after all... and then she got a text message.]
y this is Doll :)
Your the pink poni?
whats a partee kanin?
[Now if only the hovertext was IC and not just OOC for mun reasons Doll could spell....]
[Voice...? well, there's text!]
y this is Doll :)
Your the pink poni?
whats a partee kanin?
[Now if only
the hovertext was IC and not just OOC for mun reasonsDoll could spell....]