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[wasplisbeth]

Ever since Bobby went back to work she has been going down to the garage to work on the bike.  It's something that keeps her busy and keeps her from worrying about Bobby.  It's good to keep working with her hands again, good to have a purpose and a job.  Not that she didn't have one before, but it was largely Bobby related and soon Bobby will be

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[wasplisbeth]

Where are you? What are you in the mood for?

Though she could just track him down like in the good old fashioned days, oh that was fun. Oh wait he also only has one hand to type, well, he just might be a little slow, maybe she should give him some options. Lisbeth is thinking too much, it's going to give her a headache if she doesn't curb it.

[wasplisbeth]

She can work with that. Pocketing the phone she slips on her jacket and locks up the garage before heading off to catch the subway. It takes her about thirty minutes to get home, in her hand, the bag from the burger joint down the street. She got two burgers, the same burger he ordered all those months ago and the asparagus fries that he liked. Stepping into the entry way she does her routine with the alarm before kicking off her shoes.

"Hello, Bobby, I brought burgers." Where is the Bobby?