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Room 221, Saturday afternoon
Jun. 14th, 2008 01:10 pmThe whole volcano thing was really beginning to worry Brooke. A lot. Call her crazy, but she was pretty sure they weren't supposed to start spewing ash like that.
She'd tried calling Peyton all morning, but hadn't gotten any answer, so finally she tried one last time. Of course it went to voicemail. "Okay, look," Brooke said at the beep, voice shaking with the effort of not going into a frustrated/worrying crying thing, "it's me again, and I'm sure you have your emo going on right now or whatever, but I wanted to touch base and maybe talk a little before I die by volcano. Hopefully I'll get to talk to you after today, but if not, it's been fun."
And then feeling bad about yelling at her best friend's voicemail, she decided she was just going to spend today curled up. Maybe she could claim PMS or something.
[Mostly establishy, but can be open. Really it was just driving me crazy that Brooke hasn't cried ONCE in Fandom and I really desperately had to fix that.]
She'd tried calling Peyton all morning, but hadn't gotten any answer, so finally she tried one last time. Of course it went to voicemail. "Okay, look," Brooke said at the beep, voice shaking with the effort of not going into a frustrated/worrying crying thing, "it's me again, and I'm sure you have your emo going on right now or whatever, but I wanted to touch base and maybe talk a little before I die by volcano. Hopefully I'll get to talk to you after today, but if not, it's been fun."
And then feeling bad about yelling at her best friend's voicemail, she decided she was just going to spend today curled up. Maybe she could claim PMS or something.
[Mostly establishy, but can be open. Really it was just driving me crazy that Brooke hasn't cried ONCE in Fandom and I really desperately had to fix that.]
