As she
bolted from the journalism class room, er, media and something classroom, D'anna frantically searched her pockets for her cigarettes, lighter, phone and keys. If they were all one thing, her life would be so much easier right now. As they weren't, there was much cursing and damning of things as she made a mad dash for her room.
Somewhere between the lobby and the top of the stairs, she'd managed to fish out her phone and was now trying to light her cigarette. A moment ago? She'd nearly tried to light the phone, but bumped into some unfortunate (and newly thrice damned) underclassmen and a burnt plastic tragedy was avoided.
"C'mon, Alex! Pick up! Please, please, pick up!" She repeated under the breath as she fought with her door to get into her room and then slammed it shut. No luck. And so, she tried again (because as we all know, repeatedly calling someone and willing them to be there makes it so).
[OOC: No, D'anna has not listened to the radio since Wednesday night. Kry and My various character commitments, personal schedules and timezones haven't allowed us to set this any earlier, so there has been radio silence in D's world. Thanks to everyone who's been so kind as to not mention one to the other as we where working out the fine details!
Slowplayed, of course. I'm thinking general reunion is fine for broadcast, but that the exact conversation won't be. Er, not that the conversation will be complete before broadcast, but, you know!]