they're haunting me, those memories, closed for chris

[julia rochester]

setting: it's after 1 a.m. Julia is in her dorm, she's even dutifully in bed. She can't sleep though, but is hesitant to wake Gabbie. Were it a crisis she would, but for trivalties, it's like waking a hord of angry bees.

-picks up phone-

recipient: caddie
message:

"still up? =/ not that normal people are...
and i don't expect you to be either...
-sigh- i keep bothering you. it's just one of those
nights again..."

[christopher renwick]

setting: a late night out has only left chris in a heap of restlessness on his bed. the rare hyper state is credited to the unfriendly environment of a new white rose's not-so-hot party.

-quickly swipes at the bedside table to subside the loud vibrating-
-frowns slightly at the message onscreen-

recipient: firefly
message:

"unfortunately.. be glad you didn't swing by that party..
you're never bothering me, love. =\ i'm sorry..
another dream..?"

[julia rochester]

recipient: caddie
message:

"lmao. complete failure?
yes, one of those. gah. i'm torn between
missing him and pure frustration
i'd like to have a good swing at that
noah idiot. sorry to say it wouldn't cause
much damage tho.
"

-rolls eyes-
-noticed she had posted with the wrong account yesterday- >.>

[christopher renwick]

recipient: firefly
message:

"complete.
hm. well it isn't unnatural. just take
it easy for a while and breathe . now, now.
couldn't do something so rash, firefly.
there are other ways of going about these things. :]
we can discuss it sometime if you'd like."