Spain Part 1 - an RP moment
Friday, 8pm, Madrid, Spain
They'd arrived that morning in Madrid and had gone straight to Connie's aunt's spacious two-story house in a moderately affluent neighborhood of the city. The family -- herself, her parents, Alejandro and Esperanza, Corina, Ileana and Rob -- did she just include Rob as part of her family?...Connie didn't want to think about that -- had spent most of the day catching up on sleep.
When Connie woke, around 5pm, she got up, showered, and realized she had a phone call to make. After about five minutes on the phone, she hung up and got ready to go out. She didn't know the area really at all but she knew the suburban neighborhood wasn't too far from the city-at-large and there was sure to be an internet cafe somewhere. True, her aunt's place had internet, but she wanted to get out and there was no way she wanted Rob or Ileana asking her questions.
She slipped out of the house unnoticed and went on her way.
Later that evening, while Alejandro and Esperanza continued to rest, Cori, Ileana and Rob had made their way downstairs for dinner with Tia Felicitas and cousin Maria.
"Where's Connie?" Ileana frowned as she sat down next to Maria and across from Rob.
Cori shrugged. "She went out to find an internet cafe."
"But there's internet here," Ileana said.
"She...said it was for work and that she wanted to get out," Cori took a drink of water.
Rob raised his brows, skeptical. "Riiiight."
After dinner, Felicitas retired to her bedroom and the others went into the living room to watch TV.
"Wow, they have novelas in Spanish now," Ileana said.
"Was that sarcasm?" Rob smirked.
"Gee, you think?" She gave him a look back.
Maria changed the channel to an English-language entertainment show. Just as they started watching, Connie came in through the front door, her bag over her shoulder, papers sticking out of it. Quietly, she went by the living room, hoping to go back upstairs unnoticed.
Too bad Rob heard her.
"CONNIE. HI." He grinned at her.
Connie froze, clearly looking caught. "...hey...guys."
"How was the internet cafe?" Rob asked.
"...it was...fine, Rob." She held onto her bag, really wanting to hurry upstairs.
"And the e-sexing?" He had a shameless look in his eyes.
"E-sexing?" Connie repeated, incredulously.
Ileana tried not to laugh and even quiet Cori couldn't suppress a smile.
Rob smirked. "You know. Erotic emailing. Indecent IMing, chatting-and-coming, perverted personal messaging."
Connie's jaw dropped. "That's--ewww. I was dealing with work."
"Then why didn't you use the computer here?" He asked.
"Because I wanted to get out of the house," Connie gave him a glare.
"Suuure you did," Rob said.
She continued glaring and hurriedly went upstairs.
* * * *
E-sexing??? I'm going to kill Rob one of these days, Connie thought as she got upstairs and sat down on the bed in the room she and Cori were staying in. She set down her bag. True, her little escape from the house hadn't just been spent at the e-cafe and true, it hadn't been all work-related but it certainly hadn't been...e-sexing.
Sighing, she grabbed one of the papers from her bag and laid back on the bed, looking at the paper as she did. After re-reading it, she tucked it back in the bag, put her bag by the nightstand and curled up on her side.
As she stared at the wall, her mind wandered. Soon enough, it turned to New York, to everything that had happened in the last week, and finally to Danny Messer. Her jaw tensed as she looked at the floral print of the bedspread.
I did what I had to do she told herself. I mean, really...Alex and Casey both told me it was the right thing, that stuff happens, and that I needed to take care of myself and I know they're right, but it doesn't change it. It doesn't change that I hurt Danny. But...like they both said. He's a big boy. He can take care of himself.
He needs to, and I hope he does. I obviously can't do that for him, even if we were still together.
These last couple days (has it been two? Spain-time is screwing with my sense of time) I've hardly let myself think about the whole situation. I've been busy dealing with my family, dealing with---work---and just--trying not to fall apart. There's all this emotion, and yeah some of it is because I'm still dealing with breaking up with Danny, but honestly? It's less that I'm upset over him and more that I'm upset with myself for lying to myself. Did I lie to him, too? I guess I did, and I'm sorry that I did, but like Alex said, I can't change it and I'm not responsible for him. I can only move forward for myself. I am, for once, being a little selfish, and I think it's about time.
On that note, she fell asleep.
They'd arrived that morning in Madrid and had gone straight to Connie's aunt's spacious two-story house in a moderately affluent neighborhood of the city. The family -- herself, her parents, Alejandro and Esperanza, Corina, Ileana and Rob -- did she just include Rob as part of her family?...Connie didn't want to think about that -- had spent most of the day catching up on sleep.
When Connie woke, around 5pm, she got up, showered, and realized she had a phone call to make. After about five minutes on the phone, she hung up and got ready to go out. She didn't know the area really at all but she knew the suburban neighborhood wasn't too far from the city-at-large and there was sure to be an internet cafe somewhere. True, her aunt's place had internet, but she wanted to get out and there was no way she wanted Rob or Ileana asking her questions.
She slipped out of the house unnoticed and went on her way.
Later that evening, while Alejandro and Esperanza continued to rest, Cori, Ileana and Rob had made their way downstairs for dinner with Tia Felicitas and cousin Maria.
"Where's Connie?" Ileana frowned as she sat down next to Maria and across from Rob.
Cori shrugged. "She went out to find an internet cafe."
"But there's internet here," Ileana said.
"She...said it was for work and that she wanted to get out," Cori took a drink of water.
Rob raised his brows, skeptical. "Riiiight."
After dinner, Felicitas retired to her bedroom and the others went into the living room to watch TV.
"Wow, they have novelas in Spanish now," Ileana said.
"Was that sarcasm?" Rob smirked.
"Gee, you think?" She gave him a look back.
Maria changed the channel to an English-language entertainment show. Just as they started watching, Connie came in through the front door, her bag over her shoulder, papers sticking out of it. Quietly, she went by the living room, hoping to go back upstairs unnoticed.
Too bad Rob heard her.
"CONNIE. HI." He grinned at her.
Connie froze, clearly looking caught. "...hey...guys."
"How was the internet cafe?" Rob asked.
"...it was...fine, Rob." She held onto her bag, really wanting to hurry upstairs.
"And the e-sexing?" He had a shameless look in his eyes.
"E-sexing?" Connie repeated, incredulously.
Ileana tried not to laugh and even quiet Cori couldn't suppress a smile.
Rob smirked. "You know. Erotic emailing. Indecent IMing, chatting-and-coming, perverted personal messaging."
Connie's jaw dropped. "That's--ewww. I was dealing with work."
"Then why didn't you use the computer here?" He asked.
"Because I wanted to get out of the house," Connie gave him a glare.
"Suuure you did," Rob said.
She continued glaring and hurriedly went upstairs.
* * * *
E-sexing??? I'm going to kill Rob one of these days, Connie thought as she got upstairs and sat down on the bed in the room she and Cori were staying in. She set down her bag. True, her little escape from the house hadn't just been spent at the e-cafe and true, it hadn't been all work-related but it certainly hadn't been...e-sexing.
Sighing, she grabbed one of the papers from her bag and laid back on the bed, looking at the paper as she did. After re-reading it, she tucked it back in the bag, put her bag by the nightstand and curled up on her side.
As she stared at the wall, her mind wandered. Soon enough, it turned to New York, to everything that had happened in the last week, and finally to Danny Messer. Her jaw tensed as she looked at the floral print of the bedspread.
I did what I had to do she told herself. I mean, really...Alex and Casey both told me it was the right thing, that stuff happens, and that I needed to take care of myself and I know they're right, but it doesn't change it. It doesn't change that I hurt Danny. But...like they both said. He's a big boy. He can take care of himself.
He needs to, and I hope he does. I obviously can't do that for him, even if we were still together.
These last couple days (has it been two? Spain-time is screwing with my sense of time) I've hardly let myself think about the whole situation. I've been busy dealing with my family, dealing with---work---and just--trying not to fall apart. There's all this emotion, and yeah some of it is because I'm still dealing with breaking up with Danny, but honestly? It's less that I'm upset over him and more that I'm upset with myself for lying to myself. Did I lie to him, too? I guess I did, and I'm sorry that I did, but like Alex said, I can't change it and I'm not responsible for him. I can only move forward for myself. I am, for once, being a little selfish, and I think it's about time.
On that note, she fell asleep.