[ the best thing about barry allen is that there's hardly any waiting time. as soon as cisco sends that message, it only takes two breaths before that familiar warm kinetic energy brightens up the hallway. barry skids along the ground, converse shoes smoking just a little. ]

[ if asked whether he ran as hard and fast as he could to see his best friend, he would vehemently say yes. of course he did. cisco may have been gone a couple of days, and barry may have had all faith cisco would return (and then promptly forgot how he could return), but he felt it in his bones. cisco ramon was going to come back. someone with such luscious hair would, of course, be ported back in. ]

[ he sounds a little breathless, ] Hey. [ he smiles, then it drops as he scrunches up his face. ] Soooo … if your fridge is empty — uh … we had this attack of hungry fridge goblins the other day and they ate everything in sight. I stopped them when they were at yours, but there's some stuff missing ... Cake, bread, hot sauce ... [ crossing his arms against his chest, he shakes his head. ] Gnomes.