( ic contact ) - ( sorry, guys, i got a little held up. you had to be there. )

[tardily]

 

Barry Allen
Hey! You've reached Barry Allen. I'm not available to take your call right now because of— a reason. Leave a message or just text me and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. BEEP.


The Flash
This is The Flash. Not Kid Flash or Impulse. The Flash. I can't text and run. I'll get back to you ASAP and you know that's pretty fast coming from me. BEEP.

Comments

[tardily]

welcome bart.

[ Barry's actually in his room for once at night. It's occasionally hit and miss for him nowadays but when Bart knocks he's there and for a brief moment he just stares at the door. Eobard might knock, but at the same time— it's still weird to hear. And Bart never knocks so he doesn't actually think it's Bart at the door.

He still opens it without asking who it is though, figuring that if someone got into his house and is knocking they're probably not here to kill or hurt him. When the door opens to reveal Bart, Barry's mouth sort of drops open. ]

You knocked. [ He should not have said that and yet there he was saying it. He shakes his head and just motions for Bart to give him a hug first. ] Come in, come here.

[moded]

[Bart's taking advantage of the few seconds between him knocking and Barry answering to just scrub his hands over his face and through his hair, trying to convince himself not to look like as much of a tired wreck as he no doubt does.

He feels like he'd been walking on a tight rope, only to have it snap right beneath his feet when he'd opened his eyes this morning and found out that two weeks had passed. And now-- now he's dangling above an abyss, his hands desperately holding onto both pieces of that rope lest he fall.

But when Barry does open the door, he's able to grin- and actually grin. Hell, he even manages to step forward those few steps at superspeed and smack Barry with a hug he knows will probably make him wheeze for a second or two before ducking under the arm that had opened the door and into his grandfather's room, into the relative protection of it.]

Well yeah you asked me to knock first and I mean I forgot at the front door but remembered when I got here so.

[He shrugs, shoving his hands into the pocket of his sweatshirt to keep himself from visibly fidgeting too much.]