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[imabianca]

She dialed quickly.

If she was going to, well, date Adam, she was going to have to say things. Things she wasn't used to saying. Things that, with any other guy, might be understood. But things that, with any other guy, probably wouldn't need to be addressed in the first place.

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[deadhandfan]

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After at least two minutes of just. Blinking. and absorbing. He pushes the call back button. Because - what does it say if he doesn't? Bad things.

Her phone calls are going to be the death of him.

Holy crap. What is he even supposed to say when she answers?

[imabianca]

She's managed to sit down and slow her heartbeat a little by the time the phone's ring catches her completely off guard. She actually stopped anticipating a return call, and then, here he was.

"Sorry. I'm not drunk this time, I swear."

[deadhandfan]

"Don't apologize." He clears his throat.

"Just. You kinda sounded like you're freaking out. Again. You're okay?"

[imabianca]

"Um. I'm okay." She swallows. "Just thinking. Probably too much. About things I shouldn't be."