Agent Phil Coulson l Marvel Movies and Agents of S (
leavelolalone) wrote in
sixwordstories2014-02-22 09:44 pm
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Drunk texts on a secure line.
Phil? What's wrong? Did someone drug you? Nat can pull you out, say the word
Oh god, you're drunk. Drunk texting Phil, this should be fun. Going to text dirty to me?
What, no sexting me? Come on, try! I love me some drunk, Coulson.
Who could possibly be interested in intercepting my drunk texts?
Nope... Just a cab - wait ... I don't even have the phone numbers for most of SHIELD. How could I have mass texted them?
[a beat.]
Was it the text about a drag queen in hot pants or the guy with a kiddie pool?
[a beat.]
Was it the text about a drag queen in hot pants or the guy with a kiddie pool?
[Darcy tries to stop the laugh that wants to come out.]
You should've seen the guy with the kiddie pool though - it was hilarious! He even had rubber duckies - [Her voice trails off and she composes herself after a moment.]
... I promise I will turn off my phone so I do not accidentally drunk text SHIELD when out on the town.
You should've seen the guy with the kiddie pool though - it was hilarious! He even had rubber duckies - [Her voice trails off and she composes herself after a moment.]
... I promise I will turn off my phone so I do not accidentally drunk text SHIELD when out on the town.
Where do you want me? Tied to the bed so I can't touch you or myself?
Oh fuck, Phil. You're halfway there right now. Can I touch myself?
Nice and slow? You're killing me here, you know that right?

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