On her way out to handwavily run some errands before class, Jaye drops her purse while opening the door. She sees her phone fall onto the carpet, and realizes when she picks it up that it's off. And that it's been off since she turned it off post-phone call home at this time last week. Oops.
Since she's not in a rush, she takes a seat on her bed, listening to the messages. All twenty-eight of them. She spends a lot of time just hearing as far as "Jaye, this is your mother" or "WHERE ARE YOU ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?" before deleting them, though, so it doesn't take that long to get through.
The last one she does hear, though, because it's Sharon saying, "Since you didn't call back to say not to, Mom and Dad paid for your bus ticket already. Seriously, Jaye, would it have been that hard just to call back? Whatever. See you on Friday, unless I can get out of it."
Jaye's cursing when she hangs up.
[Openish. I'm around for about an hour and then at work, so SP is love if anyone feels the need to stop by.]
Since she's not in a rush, she takes a seat on her bed, listening to the messages. All twenty-eight of them. She spends a lot of time just hearing as far as "Jaye, this is your mother" or "WHERE ARE YOU ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?" before deleting them, though, so it doesn't take that long to get through.
The last one she does hear, though, because it's Sharon saying, "Since you didn't call back to say not to, Mom and Dad paid for your bus ticket already. Seriously, Jaye, would it have been that hard just to call back? Whatever. See you on Friday, unless I can get out of it."
Jaye's cursing when she hangs up.
[Openish. I'm around for about an hour and then at work, so SP is love if anyone feels the need to stop by.]