She's sitting at her sleek silver laptop with her shiny new headset in her cleaned room.
But there are tears dried on her face.
It's not what you think. She's not sad at all, just really angry.
Angry at yourself, hun? Or at your Alfred Hitchcock wannabe of a boyfriend?
Honestly, she thinks, a little bit of both.
But that's what gaming is for, sweetie.
And she's just about to lose herself in the world of Nightstalker when she hears Misty Mountain and her fingers pause over the keys.
You know that ringtone, you've set that ringtone.
She feels even angrier, but still, her heart is thudding in her chest the way it shouldn't be and her breathing is picking up and just once she wishes her body would obey her-
She snatches the phone from under her lamp.
"What do you want?" She shouts at her boyfriend a little harsher than expected and she curses herself for being rude and then she curses her self for cursing herself cause she's pissed and when you're pissed you can shout what you want how you want at who you want and when you want and-
Mental breather, Clove.
He talks fast, like he knows she's a centimeter away from never speaking to him again.
You've been together for two years, babe. He doesn't just guess when it comes to this kind of thing.
"I called you because I care and really fast before you dump me, what were we fighting about?"
I love you.
"What?"
"I know you don't remember and I don't remember either which means we shouldn't be fighting about this crap."
You make me smile, and I when I smile you smile.
"If I could, I'd go over and kiss you but I can't because I'm grounded and that was totally your fault bt dubs."
Sometimes I don't even mind your psychotic tendencies and crazy old movie addiction and your constant need to make me the star of every self made documentary but I don't care because you're my partner in crime and you make me feel like a million bucks.
"I seriously love you more than I can express over the phone but please please please please please please please forgive me becuase if you don't I will either drop dead like Boromir, or, like, pay and Orc to rip my heart out. So what do you say?"