lydia martin. (
afieldsmedal) wrote2013-11-02 01:52 pm
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( VOICEMAIL @ PROXIMA ) do you have an iq over 170?


❝ You've reached Lydia Martin. I'm obviously not available right now, or I'm screening my calls and don't want to talk to you. But either way, leave a message and I might get back to you. ❞
( TEXT - VIDEO - VOICEMAIL - ARCHAIC LATIN )
(VIDEO | PRIVATE)
I'd rather not play the "tell me what lipgloss I started wearing in eighth grade that was later discontinued or point out where Prada bit me that one time" game to get you to believe it's me but I will if we really, really have to.
(VIDEO | PRIVATE)
...You know what kind of lipgloss I wore in eighth grade?
[ because that bit of knowledge is creepy no matter who is spouting it off. ]
(VIDEO | PRIVATE)
[The point being that Stiles now has girl parts that he has not yet thoroughly investigated (because getting an expert opinion was sort of Top Priority after the initial wave of panic) but they are definitely there. And his dick, sadly, is not.]
(VIDEO | PRIVATE)
[ she's getting keys. keys, keys, where are her keys...
oh yeah, and clothes! here lydia redoubles and slips into her bedroom to rummage, distractedly. there's no point doing this one handed, though. ]
It's okay, I'll be right up. [ though before shutting off her ipad, there's a faint hint of a smirk, and something that straddles condescension and humor quite efficiently. ]
I bet now you're wishing we'd actually had you measured for a bra.