Lorna Dane (
onlyhisdreams) wrote2013-01-15 07:26 pm
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IC Contact
I am sorry, but I - Lorna, that is - am unable to answer my telephone right now.
Please, leave a message and I will return your call the moment I am able.
Thank you.
Please, leave a message and I will return your call the moment I am able.
Thank you.

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Her eyes are still wide as he throws himself on her. She doesn't see the blush--she feels it and wonders if he's running a fever.
Then he says that name.
Her wide eyes turn ginormous.
And her phone vibrates in her bag. Absolutely welcoming that distraction, she tries to get in her perch with her best friend draped on her.]
Oh--uhm... I should get...that. You see, it--it may be an emergency and--
[Having no idea how to deal with this kind of conversation and praying something would come to her, she checked the text message. Then she blurts out a string of Yiddish words that do not at all sound appropriate for a lady to be saying or for anyone to hear.]
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Lorna is- What happened?
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Fai--
[She sighs.] We should go talk to him.
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I didn't- Well, I didn't mean to- You know how we're always very tactile with each other, right? I just... took it a step too far, and everything got kind of awkward, and I probably enjoyed doing that a little too much, and-
[He sighs, burying his face in his hands.]
I'm not planning on messing up our friendship over a stupid rebound thing. I'm not. But I'm not sure what it is that I feel.