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carvinkeeper12Nerves shot, our heroine turns onto the freeway. Of course she would pick the stormiest, rainiest night so far to do it. She turns up her music, trying to distract herself by singing along. The rain only increases as she travels, making it difficult to see. She questions her sanity.
She makes it down in the forty five minutes it should take, because for once she is forced to travel at the speed limit. Off the highway, turn left, turn left again at the Denny's, through the stop sign. Oh, God. She's in his apartment complex. How many months has it been? Does she seriously think this is a good idea?
A parking spot, far enough away to be close but not right out front. Walking towards his apartment -- oh shit. Way to arrive at the same time as people. Now she enters with them when his roommate answers. Staying outside to ask for him would be even more awkward.
Oh shit, is he in his room? The curtain-door is shut. She'll ask Elize in a -- oh, he's in there, playing with a phone. They make awkward eye contact and then he leans forward again, peering around another person in the room with a "wait-what?!" look in his eyes.
She smiles apologetically, and waits for him to finish. It takes forever, but he finally does, giving the phone back to its owner. He greets the new arrivals, searches for his shoes, throws on a coat, and they step outside.
She pauses at the edge of where it's covered, preferring to keep out of the rain. He demands to know why she isn't back in school, so she explains that classes don't start until later in the month.
She tries to explain why she came, ultimately failing to put it into words and spewing some bullshit about not being able to just let things end like that and acting on a whim to come down and not really thinking past getting there. He replies that he'd kinda been expecting that and had let his guard down because he'd thought school started again.
She ends up apologizing twelve or so times for coming unannounced. He calls her cute, says he didn't want to be thinking about her nonstop, says - again - that he won't be able to get out of Washington for a long time.
She brushes everything aside and talks about how she at least still wants to be friends. He nods, then excuses himself, saying he's stoned and had been about to go to bed. So, he declares that he will hug her kick everyone out of his apartment, and call her the next day.
She accepts the hug, cautiously, then turns and walks slowly back to her car, unsure if she should cry or feel like something was accomplished. She pulls out of his apartment complex, but has to stop at Denny's to calm herself before heading home in the storm. Tea is a must. She sits there for a while. Another group comes in. Eavesdropping on their conversation puts her back on familiar ground, gets her thinking about what Jayme would say in response to Kaylee being called a goodie two shoes. She finishes her tea and her toast, gets back in her car, pulls back onto the freeway.
Slightly more than 24 hours after getting home, she has still not received a phone call...
She makes it down in the forty five minutes it should take, because for once she is forced to travel at the speed limit. Off the highway, turn left, turn left again at the Denny's, through the stop sign. Oh, God. She's in his apartment complex. How many months has it been? Does she seriously think this is a good idea?
A parking spot, far enough away to be close but not right out front. Walking towards his apartment -- oh shit. Way to arrive at the same time as people. Now she enters with them when his roommate answers. Staying outside to ask for him would be even more awkward.
Oh shit, is he in his room? The curtain-door is shut. She'll ask Elize in a -- oh, he's in there, playing with a phone. They make awkward eye contact and then he leans forward again, peering around another person in the room with a "wait-what?!" look in his eyes.
She smiles apologetically, and waits for him to finish. It takes forever, but he finally does, giving the phone back to its owner. He greets the new arrivals, searches for his shoes, throws on a coat, and they step outside.
She pauses at the edge of where it's covered, preferring to keep out of the rain. He demands to know why she isn't back in school, so she explains that classes don't start until later in the month.
She tries to explain why she came, ultimately failing to put it into words and spewing some bullshit about not being able to just let things end like that and acting on a whim to come down and not really thinking past getting there. He replies that he'd kinda been expecting that and had let his guard down because he'd thought school started again.
She ends up apologizing twelve or so times for coming unannounced. He calls her cute, says he didn't want to be thinking about her nonstop, says - again - that he won't be able to get out of Washington for a long time.
She brushes everything aside and talks about how she at least still wants to be friends. He nods, then excuses himself, saying he's stoned and had been about to go to bed. So, he declares that he will hug her kick everyone out of his apartment, and call her the next day.
She accepts the hug, cautiously, then turns and walks slowly back to her car, unsure if she should cry or feel like something was accomplished. She pulls out of his apartment complex, but has to stop at Denny's to calm herself before heading home in the storm. Tea is a must. She sits there for a while. Another group comes in. Eavesdropping on their conversation puts her back on familiar ground, gets her thinking about what Jayme would say in response to Kaylee being called a goodie two shoes. She finishes her tea and her toast, gets back in her car, pulls back onto the freeway.
Slightly more than 24 hours after getting home, she has still not received a phone call...
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Date: 2009-01-08 01:28 pm (UTC)No matter if he responds or doesn't, you are free.
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Date: 2009-01-09 12:36 am (UTC)I definitely knew he wasn't gonna call. He hasn't called me back when our conversations get interrupted and he's said he would in months. Now I just have to get myself to be okay with that.
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Date: 2009-01-09 01:27 am (UTC)But I know you're not there right now.
HIS LOSS!