Room 417, Saturday afternoon
When Jaye gets on her laptop, she doesn't have time to do anything before she's accosted by an IM.
ardnaham: You're coming home this weekend, right?
notcrazyomg: i guess i am now. what's up?
ardnaham: BIRTHDAY.
notcrazyomg: ...
notcrazyomg: i totally forgot
ardnaham: I was wondering why you weren't trolling for presents.
notcrazyomg: i figure by now everyone should KNOW when it is
ardnaham: Sure
ardnaham: So if you don't have some blowout bash thing, you coming home?
notcrazyomg: i could
notcrazyomg: will there be presents???
ardnaham: You're demanding. Be glad I remembered.
ardnaham: Btw, that exchange student guy has been asking about you.
notcrazyomg: meh
ardnaham: That's what I told him.
ardnaham: And you were dating some older guy over there. You still are, right? Not having another Musical Dates thing going on?
notcrazyomg: shhhhhhh
notcrazyomg: yeah. our last date got called on account of rain, though
ardnaham: ...That's why you go indoors
notcrazyomg: i mean the whole town got flooded. seriously. i have pictures but i don't think you'd believe them
ardnaham: why not?
notcrazyomg: there were mermaids. and fish-flinging
ardnaham: .........
notcrazyomg: told you
ardnaham: You need to stop messing with me
notcrazyomg: got it
notcrazyomg: so how's it going there?
ardnaham: The usual. Gretchen's being disgusting. Everyone's freaking out about college letters. Meh.
notcrazyomg: oh yeah... i should check my mail
ardnaham: You haven't?
notcrazyomg: i've been busy
ardnaham: Doing what?
notcrazyomg: stuff
notcrazyomg: okay i've been lazy. happy?
ardnaham: Very
When Jaye takes a little pause to go check her mail, she's not very happy. She reads about one or two of the attachments, and then she's wanting keyboard smash.
ardnaham: Still there?
ardnaham: Jaye?
ardnaham: Jaaaaaaaaaaye?
notcrazyomg: iasdgshdgjkhsd
ardnaham: What?
notcrazyomg: nothing
notcrazyomg: just shdjgdhsghs
ardnaham: Okay
notcrazyomg: i have to go
ardnaham: K. Call me later
notcrazyomg: ok
As soon as she's logged off, she types up a quick E-mail and hits send. If nothing else, this goes against the name of all things Seahorse.
...Okay, it totally doesn't, but she's in a bad mood.
ardnaham: You're coming home this weekend, right?
notcrazyomg: i guess i am now. what's up?
ardnaham: BIRTHDAY.
notcrazyomg: ...
notcrazyomg: i totally forgot
ardnaham: I was wondering why you weren't trolling for presents.
notcrazyomg: i figure by now everyone should KNOW when it is
ardnaham: Sure
ardnaham: So if you don't have some blowout bash thing, you coming home?
notcrazyomg: i could
notcrazyomg: will there be presents???
ardnaham: You're demanding. Be glad I remembered.
ardnaham: Btw, that exchange student guy has been asking about you.
notcrazyomg: meh
ardnaham: That's what I told him.
ardnaham: And you were dating some older guy over there. You still are, right? Not having another Musical Dates thing going on?
notcrazyomg: shhhhhhh
notcrazyomg: yeah. our last date got called on account of rain, though
ardnaham: ...That's why you go indoors
notcrazyomg: i mean the whole town got flooded. seriously. i have pictures but i don't think you'd believe them
ardnaham: why not?
notcrazyomg: there were mermaids. and fish-flinging
ardnaham: .........
notcrazyomg: told you
ardnaham: You need to stop messing with me
notcrazyomg: got it
notcrazyomg: so how's it going there?
ardnaham: The usual. Gretchen's being disgusting. Everyone's freaking out about college letters. Meh.
notcrazyomg: oh yeah... i should check my mail
ardnaham: You haven't?
notcrazyomg: i've been busy
ardnaham: Doing what?
notcrazyomg: stuff
notcrazyomg: okay i've been lazy. happy?
ardnaham: Very
When Jaye takes a little pause to go check her mail, she's not very happy. She reads about one or two of the attachments, and then she's wanting keyboard smash.
ardnaham: Still there?
ardnaham: Jaye?
ardnaham: Jaaaaaaaaaaye?
notcrazyomg: iasdgshdgjkhsd
ardnaham: What?
notcrazyomg: nothing
notcrazyomg: just shdjgdhsghs
ardnaham: Okay
notcrazyomg: i have to go
ardnaham: K. Call me later
notcrazyomg: ok
As soon as she's logged off, she types up a quick E-mail and hits send. If nothing else, this goes against the name of all things Seahorse.
...Okay, it totally doesn't, but she's in a bad mood.