I gotta go to New York. Wanna come?

Non-prompt RP log with asinthecity | Backdated to May 2ndTab's arm was linked with her brother's as they walked through the streets in Edinburgh. She had worn her tartan skirt as promised, with stockings and knee-high boots so she didn't get too cold. Maybe it was summer, but she was hardly in danger of overheating. She gave him a huge smile as she glanced up ( Read more... )

We have THIS date booked. You and me, Scotland, booze and loads of junk food.

Oi, are you around?

It was the last day in September and the weather seemed to decide it was time to start getting cold. The rain was falling heavily outside and it was one of those days where you just didn't want to do anything but laze around in the warmth of your own home. Evie was at work, so after perusing the TV and finding nothing on, Riley had gone to lie down ( Read more... )

Riley couldn't be sure how long he was in the shower. It had to have been at least half an hour but he was thinking it was more like an hour. He shut the taps off and wrapped a towel around his waist without making any attempt to dry himself and then just went straight back to his bedroom, leaving wet footprints on the polished floor of the hallway ( Read more... )

Tab? Whatever you're doing, stop. I think I've fucked up big time.

LINK: Tab had been quiet the whole trip to Princeton, and Mick hadn't stopped asking her if she was okay until they were an hour away from Riley's place. He had figured out for himself that whatever Tab was going through was enough to get her wanting to be with her twin. He just couldn't decide if it was the accident, or something else. Watching ( Read more... )

"Is this Dr Riley Browne?"

"Yes, that's me. Who's speaking?"

"Nurse Carlisle from the ER at Mount Sinai Hospital, sir. I'm calling to tell you that your sister has been in a motor vehicle accident and she's currently-"

"What?! What happened? Tell me what happened!"

"We don't know for sure, sir, but she's-"

"Fuck, just... I'll be right there." ( Read more... )

Riley watched the traffic sweeping by him as he sat in a layby on the freeway halfway between Princeton and New York. He was sitting sideways in the driver's seat, feet out on the gravel of the roadside as he dialled Tab's number in with shaky hands. He paused halfway through to half a long swallow of water from the bottle nearby and then put the ( Read more... )