Twentieth flight [text]

[hot4engines]

[Text to Shepard. No security because lol wat is computer security.]

Hey.

Shepard.

Honey bun.

Angel.

Babe.

Sweetie pie.

I ain't hardly seen you in a few weeks and I'm getting this powerful urge for you to come and tear my jumpsuit off. If I bat my eyes and say pretty please in my most perfect fancy-lady voice, think you can manage that? I'll even get us a nice bottle of wine.

♥ Kaylee ♥

Comments

[mindoirsurvivor]

I'd love to, but I can't. After last week... official policy is we don't prosecute for actions taken by alternate timeline selves. The whole department's on overtime trying to keep the island from exploding over that decision.

But if you wanted to bring dinner to my office, I can lock the door behind you.

[garou]

Might wanna make this a little more private next time.