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[nullifyar]

Date: Fall 2005
Characters: Tamara [she needs a last name sometime, huh? XD], Joey Holmberg
Summary: Tamara is busy settling when Joey gives her a ring.
Status: Completed
Private unless you want to run into Tam while she's speaking on the phone. Awkward, much.

Tamara had just decided to stay in New York. Like, just that very instant. She had just

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[electro_joe]

Joey blinked.

"...sorry, I--is this Tamara? This is Joey...from two days ago? The cafe?"

Oh god, he better have gotten the right number. He could still see it on his arm, after all. He hadn't mis-dialed or anything right?

[nullifyar]

She started, waving the other people on to go upstairs without her; falling to sit on the couch.

"Yeah, hi," she said, trying to hide her accent again. Why was it so hard around him? "Sorry if I confused you..."

She watched American movies. Men didn't call back. (She could vouch for Irishmen being on the same degree of piggishness.)

But something told her, Joey wasn't your ordinary guy.

"How are you?" she asked, eyeing the stairs and smiling.. probably wider than was necessary. But he had called.

[electro_joe]

"It's okay, just glad it's you," he said grinning. "I'm doing good. Getting my sneakers chewed on by my dog, but other than that, good."

A beat.

"How are you?"

[nullifyar]

She chuckled--yes, he was still as ridiculous as she had remembered. Muzzy as her memory was.

"Just fine. Condo shopping at the moment, actually." And, I'm glad you actually called, she didn't add, still grinning.

[electro_joe]

"Oh? Are you gonna stay around New York for a while then?" Joey said not even bothering to mask his excitement over that.

Staying meant more opportunity for dates. And sex. And those were good things, he'd decided.