Waiting for Rinoa when she got back from class was a bouquet of a dozen white roses in a beautiful crystal vase.

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Squall had poked around on his phone and figured out how to send email from it. It was pretty amazing what technology could do when you didn't have interference blocking all of the radio waves ( Read more... )

Squall lay in bed and watched the blinking red light on his phone. On, off, on, off, desperately trying to get his attention. Well, it had his attention; he just wasn't going to do anything about it ( Read more... )