Blue Cove, Friday Night
Apr. 8th, 2006 12:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Before settling in with pizza and a movie, Angela took a second to log into her email on the laptop. In her inbox, she found a message from Marty.
She squealed and quickly set about typing a response to him. A very. calm. and. collected. response, as an honest one would be, "OMG YAY YOU'RE OKAY I LOVE YOU COME BACK NOW," which strikes her as ... less than helpful. Or literate.
She squealed and quickly set about typing a response to him. A very. calm. and. collected. response, as an honest one would be, "OMG YAY YOU'RE OKAY I LOVE YOU COME BACK NOW," which strikes her as ... less than helpful. Or literate.
From: emoredhead@hotmail.com
To: eggwhites@gmail.com
Subject:
Hey, you.
No, FH is not a petting zoo. Yet. I did name one of the bunnies Gus today, and he rode in my sweater pocket until lunchtime. I wish I could email you a hug from a weetiny bunny.
Or, better, one from me.
Worked with Angel on our art project. We created art in Empire Records. Lucas says to tell you to warn him before you stage any more deaths there.
I'm in Delaware now, at Parker's family's place. She's investigating something with her mom; I'll let you know more when I see you. And I'll email every day until then.
Please don't go insane. Stay safe, okay?
I love you.
-A
P.S. Yes, I'll water the pine tree. What's with you and that thing, anyhow?