Phone/Text/Email Post

[willcabot]

Phone: [Insert Number Here]
"Will's phone. You know what to do."
Email: williamarthur@cabot.com

Comments

[starsfallen]

[static, garbled voice]

Will? ... help ... explosion

[message disconnects]

[starsfallen]

[TXT] Will honey, how do you feel about an adventure?
[TXT] Let's go away somewhere together. Right now.

[willcabot]

Will looked at his phone, cutting off Cam as his brow furrowed and he dismissed him as he looked at the message. It wasn't like Corry or rather it was like Corry when she was upset.

[TXT] Okay, tell me where to pick you up and we'll go. x

[starsfallen]

Corrine takes a deep sigh of relief, practically sprinting back to her place to pack her bags. Hot cold water desert - she'll prepare for anywhere, as long as its not here.

[TXT] My place. One hour? Plane or boat, I don't care
[TXT] You're my hero xoxo

[willcabot]

He calls the family plane, telling them to get ready as he begins to pack a light backpack. He knows Corry though, she'll be over packing no doubt. Preparing for any eventuality.

[TXT] I'll be there, I'll just organise the travel. And plane then boat. Pack for sun and sea.
[TXT] You're mine. Don't worry I'll be there soon x

[starsfallen]

[TXT] Not just my hero, my prince

Corry tosses aside her suitcase of warm clothing and another of hiking and athletics gear.

[TXT] Noted. No go on the eskimo suit ;)
[TXT] Did I mention you're the best?
[TXT] I love you Will Cabot <3

She replaces them with more dresses - sun and formal, because who knows what they might get up to - and swimwear of every color. Just as many pieces of lingerie. Hats, sunglasses, sun screen. His necklace, of course, which she drapes around her neck. The rest can wait. The house won't be going anywhere, just her.

[Email]

[starsfallen]

"Will Honey" She deletes honey, she guesses she doesn't have the right to call him that now.

"I hope it's okay I'm emailing you." It probably isn't.

"I've been trying to call. A lot. But I don't know if you blocked me or disconnected your phone or something happened. I just - need to know you're okay. And for you to know I'm thinking of you. Even if you're completely justified in not caring about my needs now.

I'm sorry I left so soon. I should have stayed until we had a better chance to talk. But you know me. Bad habits die hard. You deserve better.

I didn't run away though. Not for good at least. I'll be back, right after New Years day. I promise. And we should talk then. If you'll allow it.

People said you've been drinking. I of all people understand that. Just make sure you're drinking enough water and getting some nutrients in you.

Please call me.

Love, XOXO, Best, Sincerely,
Love always,
Corry"

Re: [Email]

[willcabot]

Leaning over his father's desk, Will pulled the paper towards him and sighed as his father continued to talk about protecting assets. Rubbing his stubbled jaw, Will looked up as one of his father's assistants let out a noise of surprise before her features schooled back into a mask of neutrality. Watching as she tapped away on her tablet Will sighed and leaned back in his chair as his father and their lawyers discussed options. He just wished he was at home, in bed (with Corry) or talking with her, or just... being with her. Or alternatively drinking. The fact he couldn't do any of those was killing him.

"What do you think Will?" His father asked, drawing Will's attention away from his father's assistant to the task at hand.

"I don't care. But we're not taking anything from her. She doesn't- I love her." Will replied, sighing as he slumped in his chair, ignoring the way his father ranted about that woman.

[Email:] Dear Ms Flynn,

Upon the instructions of Mr Henry Cabot, I regret to ask that you cease any and all communications with his son Mr William George Arthur Cabot until certain arrangements are made. Mr Henry Cabot has taken the liberty of replacing all phones and has subsequently changed all numbers.

If you send myself or one of the assistants a key, we will remove any and all items belonging to the Cabot family from your house. If you choose to contest any of these items, then you may contact the Mr Henry Cabot's team of lawyers.

I will be deleting this email as per Mr Henry Cabot's request.

Regretfully, Anne Harpy.

Text

[weatherornot]

Dude, boats are fucking expensive to maintain.

Re: Text

[willcabot]

Yeah, they are.

You can use my dock if you want.

That should help a little.

Or just sell it, it'll make you money.

Re: Text

[weatherornot]

I bet autocorrect totally tried to make you say I could use your dick.

I'll sell it eventually. Soooo much money for hookers and blow.

Re: Text

[willcabot]

It did, three times. You can use that too if you want.

And I doubt you need hookers.

Re: Text

[weatherornot]

That is a super tempting offer. I have not had dick in a while.

I don't NEED a boat either, but it's super fun to have one.

Re: Text

[willcabot]

Is there a number of days you have to go between dick? Or just not tempted?

Yeah, it is but I would much rather have a Boat.

Re: Text

[weatherornot]

I am mostly all about the ladies. So level with me, how big are we talking here on the scale from "it's average" to "there is no way that thing is fitting inside me"? My vagina is used to the vigorous but not massive ministrations of lady parts or toys.

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[weatherornot]

You. Me. Yacht. Sex. Tonight?

[willcabot]

Wait for me naked, I'll be there.

I want to taste you on my tongue.

[weatherornot]

If I'm waiting naked I'm starting early.

[willcabot]

Will you? What will you be doing if you start early?

[weatherornot]

I'll have one hand between my legs. The other probably playing with my tits.

[willcabot]

Between your legs? Do you mean rubbing your clit or finger fucking yourself? It's best to be clear, so I know what I'm walking into.

voice message

[ameliecoombs]

Will. I heard you're running for mayor. I want to help, and my name behind you couldn't hurt. Call me.

Re: voice message

[willcabot]

"Hey, sorry I missed your call. What's up?"

Re: voice message

[ameliecoombs]

"I think I could be helpful to you with this campaign, if you'd have me."

Re: voice message

[willcabot]

"Oh you know I'd have you any time, pretty sure your boyfriend wouldn't like that though... I'm kidding. So, campaign and you want to help, so how can I help you- help me?"