It was two in the morning by the time they reached the Crashdown, and they found everyone snoozing in the booth
It was two in the morning by the time they reached the Crashdown, and they found everyone snoozing in the booth. Kyle and Tess were cuddled in their booth, Isabel's head pillowed on Max's chest, and Maria's head resting on Alex's lap as he leaned against the booth. Michael and Liz quietly let themselves in and looked down at the slumbering group. They exchanged amused grins before clearing their throat.
Maria woke up, rubbing her eyes clear. She gave a small yawn and looked over to Michael and Liz, before hopping up to give Liz a hug. Alex gave Liz a goofy grin, hugging her and Maria. The others sat up, and all began asking questions at once, except for Max who couldn't drag her eyes away from Liz's face.
Liz laughed softly, trying to answer everyone's questions. Her eyes avoided looking at the one person she longed to gaze upon. She could feel his eyes on her, causing her to blush with pleasure and embarassment. Michael finally stepped in to stop all the thrown questions to say that it was getting late and that they should continue the next day. Liz gave Michael a relieved smile for his intervention and after a few quiet good-nights, she went upstairs to her room. She stared at her computer longingly, wanting to talk to E.T. but knew it would have to wait until the next day. She got dressed into her nightgown and slid into bed, the last thought on her mind was how she should apologize to her online friend.
The next morning dawned bright and beautiful through her window, waking Liz up from a fitful dream. She pushed her tussled hair out of her face, looking around the room gasping for air. In the dream, she was wading through black waters, trying to reach out for help. Instead of helping her out of the waters, her friends just walked away from her without a glance behind them. She tried calling out to them, but only a gasp came forth as a wave washed over her, knocking her further away from them. She felt like she was drowning, and she was all alone.
She took another gulp of air, stumbling out of the bed. The dream left her shaken. What could it mean? Her friends weren't going to abandon her, she knew. They had been through everything, and no matter what happened, they were always there for each other. So why should she have dreamt that? Her answer was staring her right in the face. She looked at the computer and realized what was bugging her. She was abrupt and even rude to her friend, when all he was trying to do was advise her and help her out.
She went over to the computer and logged on to the internet, wondering if he would be online. She went to their usual Chatroom, but his name wasn't there. She checked the time, seeing it was only 9am. He probably wasn't up that early. She pushed away from the computer and decided to go get a bite to eat and meet up with her friends as planned. She would check later on and see if he was there.