Texting~!

[dead_serious]

Technology in the reaper realm always advanced much quicker than in the mortal world. How that was possible wasn't made quite clear, but every employee would have to agree that it made the job far more tolerable and almost manageable. Before they knew it, fancy new machines were showing up in their cubicles and offices. Large ones that could transfer writing from one sheet to countless others. An extremely convenient electronic typewriter that made the organization of files far more streamlined. And now, their newest administered device which allowed them to communicate between departments and even branches without having to travel. They called it a 'cellular phone.'

( This shall be a catch all post for any random text exchanges between characters! )

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[untodeath]

[ At first, she is baffled by the name he's chosen for himself -what appears to be gibberish! But it's just recognizable enough to click, after she gets past the initial shock. Not only that he's caught onto that hideous trend, but also, that he's followed her at all! She's never felt so validated! ]

We're officially friends❤❤❤❤❤

[dead_serious]

Seems I can unfriend you at any point, though. Convenient.

Are these all photographs you took at work? You best not have been on the clock.

[ He's scrolling through her instagram feed and not liking all the photos that were obviously taken at the office. ]

[untodeath]

Noooo 🥺
Not ALL of them. Obviously.

[ Because with a bit of scrolling, he will see her modeling some of her non-uniform outfits at home, and some very shameless lingerie shots thrown into the mix... ]

[dead_serious]

[ And he does come across them! ]

Why are you posting photographs of yourself in women's lingerie? This must be in violation of the application's terms of service. 😠

[ Okay he's realized that his tone of voice does not come across in text form so he tried his hand with those face things Grell uses. ]

[untodeath]

[ William has always been a quick learner, but there's just something so incredibly endearing about his serious, no-fun self using emojis! ]

Why wouldn't I?
As it turns out, a woman can photograph herself however she sees fit.
So long as the best bits are reserved for the imagination!

[dead_serious]

[ Oops, in his haste to respond to one of the pictures with a reprimand, he accidentally hit the heart icon! Unfortunately, he hasn't noticed. ]

The comment on the photo reads as follows: Honestly, you should be finding a more appropriate way to spend your free time.

[untodeath]

[ It take a moment for the redhead to formulate a response, hand hovering over her lips, a squeal wheezing past them! ]

Would you prefer to show me what a good time I could be having? The outfit can stay, if you wish. Or we can go without, you can certainly do away with it. [ Replied! ]

[dead_serious]

I won't be showing you anything until you put your trousers back on.

[ Suddenly something occurs to him and he jumps back to mobile. ]

You best not be texting me right now in your pants.

[untodeath]

[ He probably senses the roll of her eyes, upon reading his reply on social! She leaves that as it is to text him back. ]

Why, want to see? 😘

[dead_serious]

That is not what I was suggesting.

[untodeath]

[ Too bad! He's getting a picture - of herself, pulling up her oversized, but very cute sleeping shirt, to flash her bum to the mirror. There are definitely lacy panties. Also, she's left the majority of her face out of it, seeing as she's taken off her makeup! ]

Not the trousers you've demanded, but pants are certainly involved!
Now, what are YOU wearing, handsome?

[dead_serious]

[ He knew it was inevitable. And not being able to delete or hide her text, he is forced to view it as he responds. A response which comes after a bit more time than one would expect. Grell's frame is slender enough that, from the angle of the shot, she would have fooled William into thinking she was a lady - had he not already known her secret. Ah but a response, that's what he was doing. Definitely didn't get distracted. ]

My pajamas.

[untodeath]

[ She isn't seeing any objections! Now, can she carefully reel him in without breaking the line? Doubtful! ]

Are you still wearing those stiff, boring old things?
Or are you branched out into something more indulgent?

[dead_serious]

How do you know what I used to wear?
But, no. Modern day shirts are far more comfortable and breathable.

[untodeath]

Darling, how long have we known one another now? I've picked up a few things.
A shirt! I'm rather proud!
Is that all❤?

[dead_serious]

And pants. Now that you know, let's move on from this topic.

[untodeath]

Oooh! 🤭
Do we have to?
I wonder what sort of pants Will wears?

[dead_serious]

You will have to 'use your imagination', as you put it earlier.

[untodeath]

Hmmm.
Alright, fine.
I will imagine William without ANY pants!

[dead_serious]

You certainly won't be seeing that, so you may as well make do.

[untodeath]

😔
Thankfully, I have a vivid imagination to console me.

[dead_serious]

Then I suppose you'll be content without my affections for the rest of eternity. Good. That saves me quite a few headaches.

[untodeath]

I'm going to pretend that you didn't say that! 😡

[dead_serious]

More use of your imagination, then.

[untodeath]

Firstly, that was the point!
And furthermore, I'm upset now!!
Make it up to me.