A/N: You know the drill…A is Artie, and Q is Quinn. :)
A: Are you still awake?
A: Q?
A: I take your silence as a no.
Q: I am now.
A: Oh. Sorry for waking you! I thought you might still be up.
Q: It's…3am. This feels like role reversal…don't I usually wake you?
A: It's 5900 degrees in my room. I can't sleep.
Q: Open the window?
A: It is. It's like a sauna in here!
Q: Is it actually, or are you just being dramatic? Because if it's that hot…you should go somewhere else. It's not good for you. Or Daisy.
A: Are you insinuating that I'm dramatic sometimes?
Q: You? Dramatic? Never.
A: Sarcasm duly noted. Ok, it's not actually 5900 degrees, but I am lying here in nothing but my boxers, trying to cool off.
Q: …thanks. Now I'm not going to be able to get back to sleep.
A: Why?
Q: Because I'm picturing you lying on your bed wearing almost nothing.
A: I am pretty studly over here, yo! ;)
Q: Not helping my sleep situation!
A: Sleep is for the weak! Texting at 3am is for the awesome!
Q: If you say so. Speaking of texting…AJ texted me today.
A: …and? Doesn't he text you sometimes?
Q: Yes, but not usually just to say hi, and then…not respond.
A: Weird. Maybe he got distracted by MK. Or his puppy. Or Martin.
Q: Maybe. But wouldn't he have texted back when he was done?
A: No. He has a memory like a goldfish. 9 seconds, and you were gone.
Q: Thanks. I feel really great about myself now. lol
A: Hey. I don't want you hanging around in his memory, anyway! I want you all for myself.
Q: I want you all for myself too. :)
A: But you'll have to share with Daisy, and…my family.
Q: Works for me. As long as I don't have to share you with any girls that aren't part of your family, I'm happy.
A: Oh. I guess I should cancel that date I have tomorrow night, then…
Q: LOL, Artie!
A: What? You think I'm kidding? All the ladies want to get all up in this!
Q: I bet they do, but you won't let them.
A: Obviously. Because you have the getting all up in this exclusive rights.
Q: That sentence…wow. hahaha
A: It's awesome, yo!
Q: Is it supposed to be this hot all week?
A: I think so. Why?
Q: Oh…just wondering. I have some new clothes for this weather, and thought I might try them out at your house.
A: Woman, are you trying to get me all hot and bothered? Because I'm already hot!
Q: Ok, when you say "hot and bothered" I picture a little old lady saying that. Just FYI.
A: I'm never saying it again. Consider it stricken from my vocabulary.
Q: You're so cute.
A: So they tell me. ;)
Q: How's Daisy feeling? What's she up to?
A: She's feeling better, I think. Right now she's passed out on my other pillow.
Q: What if she has an accident?
A: It's washable. But I don't think she will…0 accidents today.
Q: Yay!
A: I know!
Q: And Jakie?
A: I lost count at 12.
Q: :(
A: He'll figure it out eventually. When that day comes, we're having a celebration.
Q: LOL I can imagine.
A: Linds wants him to sleep in her bed…but Mom said she doesn't feel like washing all her bedding every day.
Q: Hahaha, I love your mom.
A: Pretty sure she loves you too. Seriously.
Q: Awww :)
A: Everyone here loves you. Even Michael. But he'd never admit it. He won't even admit that he plays with Daisy every night while I'm in the shower. I think he thinks I don't know.
Q: That's so cute! Stealth puppy cuddles!
A: It is kind of cute. I just don't see why he feels like he has to hide that!
Q: I don't know. But I wouldn't say anything to him.
A: I won't.
Q: I think you should describe how you're dressed a little more…
A: Um…ok. Boxers. Blue plaid. …they may match my eyes.
Q: Oooooh. And sorry, but LOL that you just said your boxers match your eyes.
A: I was trying to set the mood!
Q: What mood?
A: The "Artie is an incredibly sexy man" mood. Obviously.
Q: I already know that. I didn't need you to set the mood, yo! ;)
A: Ok, now I'm blushing. I was kidding.
Q: I wasn't. :D
A: Are you delirious from lack of sleep?
Q: No. Or…maybe a little. I was out cold when you texted me. I forgot to turn the volume off, or I wouldn't even have noticed.
A: Again…sorry for waking you. Does your delirium mean you might say things you wouldn't normally say?
Q: No. It just means that I can't stop thinking about you in your boxers now.
A: I'll take that as a yes. ;)
Q: You really are hot, Artie.
A: So are you. (How do I respond to that? Is there a right answer?)
Q: LOL! ILU!
A: Seriously! I never know how to respond when you say things like that.
Q: I never really do either. But I feel like I should say something.
A: EXACTLY!
Q: Maybe we have an agreement where it's ok to say nothing?
A: Ok. But just so you know…I'll still feel obligated.
Q: Hahaha. Ok. Are you doing anything else, besides texting me and lying around in your boxers?
A: Not really. I'm trying to be quiet so no one wakes up. I was reading earlier.
Q: What are you reading?
A: A book about Ice Age mammals. And another one about the reptiles that came before dinosaurs.
Q: Do you ever just read something for enjoyment, and not to learn stuff?
A: …this is what I read for enjoyment.
Q: But don't you ever want something that's just fluffy and doesn't teach you something? Or is that a girl thing?
A: I…have no idea. But I'm addicted to knowledge, yo! You've seen my book shelves.
Q: I have. They're like the reference section of the library.
A: I know. Isn't it awesome? I need to figure out where I can put another set of shelves. I've been thinking about giving up on the whole short shelves so I can reach things. If I got more and put them on top of these ones…I could come up with some sort of system to get the books down.
Q: You could, but somehow I see that ending up with you being hit in the head by one of your huge books.
A: …maybe. I just feel like so much space is being wasted!
Q: Well, you could get bigger shelves, and just ask someone to grab them for you if you need one that's higher up?
A: I really don't like doing that.
Q: I know. But just think of all the space.
A: Dammit, woman! You aren't helping.
Q: I'll personally get any books you want down for you.
A: Awwww :) If anyone read this conversation, they'd probably think I'm some sort of nut job, but…thank you.
Q: I know you, and I know how you operate! If you get more shelves, we'll figure something out. Or you could get rid of some books?
A: NEVER!
Q: That's what I thought.
A: One of my secret dreams has always been to have a room completely lined with books, floor to ceiling.
Q: Ok…I don't think you need THAT many shelves, and I know you don't have that many books…
A: Amazon, woman! And eBay! You wouldn't believe some of the deals out there! I could fill those shelves in no time! Garage sales! The thrifts tore! ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES!
Q: lol
A: It's true!
Q: Are you still hot?
A: I'm always hot, yo! ;)
Q: Hahaha! You know what I meant.
A: It's cooled down a bit. Was that code for, "ARTIE. LET ME SLEEP NOW."
Q: No!
A: It so was!
Q: …ok, it was. Is that ok?
A: Of course. Like I said…I'm sorry for waking you!
Q: Stop saying that!
A: But I am! I didn't even realize what time it was!
Q: Suuuuure.
A: I SPEAK THE TRUTH!
Q: I know. :) Ok…night! ILU!
A: Night! ILU too!
A: Oh, and Quinn?
A: Sorry for waking you. ;)
A: Hahaha! Last word is mine.
Q: Nope.
A: SLEEP, NOW!
Q: Ok. Night!
A: Night!
Q: :)
A: :D
Q: You will never get the last word.
A: I will. You're exhausted.
Q: Never!
A: Will so!
A: Quinn?
A: Ha! I win!
A: Love you!
A/N: This is what happens when I suddenly get struck with the urge to write a texting fic at 2am!
Follows up to chapter 127 of All My Dreams, and chapter 109 of The Smile on Your Face.