Title: P is for Pace
Character: Amita
Past Prompt 89: Midnight
Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Summary: Amita paces
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Follow up to
Why Here?Continued
here Amita wondered if she should have kissed Charlie.
She paced around her apartment. It used to seem nice. However, compared to the Eppes Craftsman, it was, well, dinky.
Howver, it just wouldn't have been right to go home with Charlie after... Maybe she should have kissed him...?
She wished she had somebody to talk to. Some women could confide in their mothers. Unfortunately, as much as she loved her mother, this wasn't the kind of thing she cared to discuss with her.
Besides, Amita had a good idea of what her mother would say about her situation.
Larry was usually her confident of choice. Except Charlie might be calling him... was probably calling him as she paced.
She didn't have a roommate or any close girlfriends. She paused. Maybe Liz Warner? After all, they had double dated the Eppes brothers for a few months.
She sighed and resumed pacing. The person she really wanted to talk to was three hours ahead of her. She shot a look at the clock and decided it was too late to call...
The phone rang and she almost jumped out of her skin. Her eyes widened when they landed on the caller ID.
Megan.