In the midst of packing boxes, D had ran back after helping up for the party to get changed and was figuring out how she wanted to reply to an email from the king of everything other than school.
To: D'elinquency
From Purveyor of Awesome
Subject: Graduation
Date: 5/3/07 - 12:37 PM LST
Dear Woman who never frakking writes,
I got an invitiation, though I could be wrong--it could be for your second funeral...
-Ben
To: Smackable
From Future Unclear
Subject: RE: Graduation
Date: 5/4/07 - 8:46 AM FSTBen,
Piss off, of course it's an invite and I bloody well expect you to be here since Mum and Dad are frak knows where.
...that's not to say you have to come, but I would like you to be there, if you haven't any other plans for the weekend.
D
She hit send and shut her laptop. Then D'anna put some finishing touches on the bag she was taking down to the party with her. She folded up her
dress for later and put it in gently, then slipped on some sandals to go with one of her favorite Seawhores party
outfits and headed down to the
beach.
[ooc: *face.hands* Yes, I had two different tenses and had D in chronologically confusing position, so I edited. Also, Ben's email written by the fabulous
messenger_leo.]