you don't need a fancy description, do you? just leave a little love and - presto - you get an equally lovely message in return.

Voicemail "aww. babycakes. I'm sorry. You know what he job and all. I can barely reach myself! -laughs- Alright, we needa hang out soon love. Hit me back up for a day when neither of us are busy"

Voicemail "kay, babe. I'll definitely be there."
(Can you start it? :] )

Voicemail: "Oh god. It's Bree. So basically, me, Toshi, and Desiree went to Club conspiracy last night. So we sat down at our V.I.P. table, ordered a few drinks and everything was fine. And then, out of NOWHERE, Ashley Starsky comes up to us and tries to pick a fight with me. She overheard me talking about Troy and her and what happened with me and him at the field the other day. So I tell her off, and then she just created this huge scene, and then I left. I walked away. I couldn't stand her. That's basically about it. We will have to meet for coffee to talk this over and get into detail. I LOVE YOU! Ha, bye."

voicemail: I'm dying for a Starbucks hot chocolate. I'm on my way right now, you can meet me there and we can gossip.

voicemail: "Heyy, girly! I've asked someone...more as a friend though. I'm too much of a wimp to actually ask a guy out on a date. What about you? Call me back, love. Ciao!"

voicemail: "The wimpy way really is the only way to go...but you're having a dilemma? Ick. We def. need to make plans though. What did you have in mind? Call me back, girly! Bye!"

voicemail: "The zoo! Omigosh, I will totally meet you there. I haven't been there in sooo long either. Meet me in half an hour by the entrance? Call me if that's to soon, if not, I'll see you there."

VOICEMAIL
"Jennnnnah. We haven't talked in a long time and it totally sucks. I haven't been checking my messages and I just saw yours from January, goddamn."

text;; Jenjen... I'm going to Paris with Hyrum. Want anything? lol!

vmail ;;
-mock gasps-
"I have my own ice cream! Well, it's about damn time, then, eh?"
-laughs-
"I'd be thrilled! In fact, I'll even bring some delicious ice cream. And other assortments of goodies, since food owns."

Voicemail;;
-insert gasp here- bored? no! i'll be over in a flash

vmail;;
I'm here.
-sings & hangs up-

voicemail;;
"JEN! Call me back, I wanna talk to you before I leaaave."

[voicemail]
" Ugh, Jen, I'm so drained lately.
We should have a relaxing day at a spa or something.
What do you think? "

How...did you get my number?
No, I'm kidding. Soooo...calling you back...
I'm fine, really.
I hope you can say the same about yourself.

I was about to apologize for my not too sober self, haha.
If you want, I can pay for the window.
Uh...nothing, really. I'm a lame person. Why?

That's good. I'm better at breaking than paying, anyways.
I'm free as a...free person can be. Which is very free.
As long as you're there, it sounds like fun.
Of course I'm in, it's a pleasure!

" Hey, Jennah. Just wanted to call you up. Say hey. So, yeah. Here it is. Heh. "

"Hey, girlie. What's up? Phone me back, obviously, unless you'd rather meet up again."

"I'm not terribly fond of speaking over the phone, I'm not well equipped with twenty first century gadgets to begin with. But anyways, don't worry about it, Jennah. Everything worked itself in the end, didn't it? And it's not like we're purposely avoiding one another, or at least, I'm not anyways. But yeah, we should meet up at another place, give me a suggestion and phone back."

"JennnnnnnnnnJennnnnnnnnn! hahah. Its seriously been to long. Lets hang out. kaythanks. haha."

"Alright,darling, Jennah, the emperoress of everything fashion and controlling of the male mind - I'll propose your apartment as I'm actually still in the process of actually moving into a friend's flat. Amazing that I'm actually not going to be a homeless bum searching for inspiration and creativity, eh? Let's hope you can keep me entertained."

"Nah, intruding's not the type for me. Audio offered me a place in his pad once I admitted I was a bum, and seemed enthused enough for me to move in. Hey, there's a first time for everything, right? Right. But yeah, I'd prefer to see you make the cake, as I'd be taken aback by you getting your hands into anything that would ge them sticky or sugary. -laugh-"

"I swear, though, if you make me listen to any of that crap on the radio, I will have to get a whole bunch of batter and pour it on your head regardless of what clothes you may be wearing and their value. Anyways, I'm about to start roaming about in search for your probable mansion."

[click!]

"Hm... choices choices... You have some extra cash? We could stop by the mall tomarrow and be totally money pimps, or something else. I have no idea. hah."

"Yepppp. I'll be waiting for you at the Food Courts. Then we can get some new clothes. I need some badly."

Unfortunately, I am not sleeping with any one as of current. But with you coming over, who knows, that could change, don't you agree? -laughs-. Care to tell me why I get blessed with you coming over, or is it going to be a surprise?

Pfft. As if you really need to know, there wasn't anyone worthy enough to be with me tonight. I swear, Sunday's bring out the ugly people to the clubs. They might as well strike up a deal with that whole community to bring in more money for them and horde all the ugly people together. I am horrible, aren't I?
-brief pause-
Aw, baby, what did life do to you this time? Did you not get that new Fendi purse you've been wanting oh so badly. But yes, that does satisfy me, thank you.
Beer? You're kidding me. I have better tastes than to drink that pathetic excuse for alcohol. Who do you think I am? So my car will not be having to endure any vomit today.
You having a bad day? It never occured to me -pause- I hope you sensed the sarcasm there.

"Hey, Jen. -pause- Uh, I find it akward that we left things were they were. I was wondering if you would be up to doing something this weekend, or whenever. I really hope things turn out better between us, and not as akward or disagreeable as the last encounter was. I miss talking to you. And hanging out, and generally just being around you. So, um, phone back. I'd appreciate it. -click-"

"Look, Jennah. I'm not trying to get you heartbroken or disaster striken or get you to turn to liquor, I don't suspect I'm worth any of that, nor is any other boy in your life. No boys are worth girls' tears, particularly not yours. I will admit that I kissed the person I've been 'confused with,' though I'm not positive if he likes me. I felt I should be honest, and not lead you on, and even if you hate me; the truth is always better to get out of the way. That's not just a philosophy, either. And the boy? Audio Fontaine, if that helps you any bit. If you know him, it might just be a ta akward, but don't worry. I doubt anything will happen, as I don't know his feelings for me. God this is akward. Just, I'm sorry if I've said one too many things or made you cry or done anything to make you hurt."

"I'm not saying that. I'm not a relationship sort of person to be honest, and I'm not even in one to be honest with you. I just hate the fact that you're angered at me, I hate it with all my heart and soul. And I'm not just dropping cheesy lines out there for the hell of it."

"I just replayed your message over and over, thinking that would engrave and therefore find some sort of answer to the question. Unfortunately, I've come to the conclusion that I'm nor ready for a commited one, but at the same time; I'm longong for somebody. I don't know how to explain anything, as I've never really learned the art of lust, or even love. Perhaps we could talk it over a drink or two, scratch the booze limiting thing, I'm in need of hard liquor."

"Perhaps we should chat about what exactly it is over some of our favorite martinis or booze, though this is getting repetetive chatter. So yeah, I don't really trust any of the actual bars or many places around here; so do you propose me going over to your place or am I a greedy pig? I wish I could invite you here, but it's absolutely a mess, and you could get high off the paint in my room."

[ voicemail ]

" Jennah, you worrywart. I'm still here, in Paris. Me and Hyrum are supposed to go to Disneyland here, but we're waiting on Camilla. I think her flight is late. "

text message
" I'm at the beach. Come entertain me or else. "

Your non-existant child almost lost it's non-existant father.
I almost had a heartattack, for Christ's sake.
Because yeah, you're too young for a kid.
You even give pranks calls!
Haha.

It wouldn't have been cool, I'd be sad if I died.
It sucks how nothing's up. I have a boring life. I should get a child so it wouldn't be so boring.
Or you can unbore me. Making babies or not, whatever, haha.

You don't want me to die? Now, that's an ego boost.
Oh, don't worry. I'm too weak for forced sex, haha.
Why don't we go to the beach? My place is...not that good.
-chuckle-

You should. I'll make sure to give you that one.
It's a positive thing, my lack of muscle.
Well, it's...nothing like your place.
But maybe we can have dinner then stay at the beach.