7:20 pm
her machine: hey, i can't or won't come to the phone right now. you know the drill.
him: hey! i'm just checking in. getting ready for THE date. i'll call you later..tell you how things are going.ok.bye.
she takes a deep breath as she listened to his message. here we go again, she thinks to herself.
11:45 pm
her machine: hey, i can't or won't come to the phone right now. you know the drill.
him: hey, where are you? we're on our way to club D&D. you were right. the movie was perfect for this date. i owe you. catch you later!
she turns up the volume of the television to block out the joy in his voice.
the next day
8 am
his machine: This is Ryan. Leave a message.
her: hey it's me. sorry i didn't catch you last night. glad you had fun. listen, i'm gonna be out of town for a week...work thing. dinner when i get back? you can tell me all the details then. i'll call you.
he was running out of the shower, trying to catch her before she hangs up the phone.
"Jordan! hey, don't hang..." *beep, beep* "..up.", he shakes his head.
"didn't even say where she was heading off to...", he mutters.
he goes into the kitchen, grabbed a cup of coffee.
meanwhile, as the plane takes off, she looks out the window and wishes that she could just continue to stay up in the clouds and dream of a better scenario.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
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