Lindsey's apartment, LA, Saturday Afternoon

[wannabelawyer]

The end of the semester was really close. Close enough to taste. Or maybe that was just the stale coffee that Lindsey was drinking because he knew if he got up from what he was doing he'd never be able to convince himself to sit back down and start working on it again.

He really needed a distraction. Maybe he should call Piper. As soon as he finished this page.

[Open for phone calls!]