Suite 712, Arms Hotel, Saturday morning

[divinesurfchick]

Before heading down to the store for the day, 'Dite decided it was time she check up on the cause of a certain text that she'd received. Settling on her couch, she put her feet up and dialed

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[blondecanary]

Dinah was studying (yes, she did that, sometimes) but with the door open and an interesting conversation going on in the hallway between Gabby and Travis, comparing girlfriends. And ex-boyfriends.

"I'm just saying, as long as you're honest with them, you don't have anything to apologize for..."

She picked up the phone, and grinned ruefully at the Caller ID. "Hey, 'Dite. How are things in crazyland?"

[divinesurfchick]

"Crazy. How are things in your world?" 'Dite grinned. "Really good to hear your voice, Dinah."

[blondecanary]

"Been too long," Dinah admitted. "Have you been traveling around again?" She looked down at her Criminal Justice text, and grimaced. "Things in my world are good. I'm just-- things have been weird inside my head, lately."

[divinesurfchick]

"Well, yeah, been traveling. That's gotta stop. I think I'm needed here." She paused. "I figured something was up when I got that text. What's going on with you, kiddo?"

They could talk about Island insanity and Kaeleeran escapades later.