"Shhhhh!" she snaps. "You don't need to do that again. You're so new." With a sigh, she says, "Fine."
Leaving the bathroom, she gets her cell phone and checks the voice mail. Besides a couple ignored phone calls from her mother and one from Sharon left over from Parents' Weekend, there's nothing. "Okay," she mutters. "Not that message."
She returns to the bathroom, and sits on the floor. She doesn't like that they're looking down on her from this angle, but she is their bitch, so it's probably fitting. "Okay, message. Where would I find messages? Can you be a little more specific? Are we talking big like billboards and preachy TV shows, or small like phone messages and wipe boards?"
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Date: 2005-11-12 04:27 pm (UTC)Leaving the bathroom, she gets her cell phone and checks the voice mail. Besides a couple ignored phone calls from her mother and one from Sharon left over from Parents' Weekend, there's nothing. "Okay," she mutters. "Not that message."
She returns to the bathroom, and sits on the floor. She doesn't like that they're looking down on her from this angle, but she is their bitch, so it's probably fitting. "Okay, message. Where would I find messages? Can you be a little more specific? Are we talking big like billboards and preachy TV shows, or small like phone messages and wipe boards?"