Room 512, Friday morning
Evie had awakened and gotten ready for the music festival, then checked her voice mail.
The call from Chad had been completely flail-inducing, and necessitated a call back.
The one from the Wyatt? she thought? had been worse, and necessitated *another* call.
Then she'd called Sokka because she was upset, and left a message for Warren, in case either of those boys stopped by.
Really, what a way to start a Friday.
The call from Chad had been completely flail-inducing, and necessitated a call back.
The one from the Wyatt? she thought? had been worse, and necessitated *another* call.
Then she'd called Sokka because she was upset, and left a message for Warren, in case either of those boys stopped by.
Really, what a way to start a Friday.