Disclaimer: okay, another chapter of my crappy fic ::grins and whispers::
the only reason I post this anyways is so the people that can actually
write get all embarrassed about how crappy it is and post new chapters to
their stories… Anyways, the characters aren't mine, maybe T is but that's
all, and actually I stole her from myself…
Okay Davis, take your coat so Mark doesn't kill you, take the keys so he doesn't make fun of you… keys… where are those damn things anyways?
The phone's ringing, great… probably Marks fucking Mom telling him once more how great Cindy is.
"Speeeaaaak."
"Hey, it's me, uhm, Mark, if you're still there, I'll be a little late, sorry, kinda got stuck at work." It's T, damn, oh well, hi babe
"Hey"
"Hi, is Mark home?"
"No, he left a while ago, probably out filming or something." Okay, she has no clue it's me "Sorry hon." Hehe, that should confuse her. I can see what's going on in her little weird head right now: 'Did that guy just call me hon? Who does he think he is…'
"Sorry, but… who am I talking to?" Darn, sounds like she knows it's me, this could've been fun.
"Guess?" damn, you can literally hear me grin, I hate when I talk that way…
"Roge?"
"Hey baby" Now comes the hard part; I don't even know what I'm supposed to do.
"Hey, I mean, what the fuck are you doing here? I thought you're in Santa Fe." God, is it that long since I've talked to her? I told them I'm back… I think.
"The question is: what on earth is my lovely little sis doing in New York?" Oops, that sounded a little too sarcastic. I mean, not that I don't know.
"I just…" yeah
"Uh-huh"
"Since when do you know I'm here?"
"I've just been stalking you for the last few days" She laughs, good, maybe it's not that bad. "Your fault if you come to MY hometown and start taking over my friends. Actually I saw you StMarks like an hour ago." Didn't she say she got stuck at work? Weird…
"I just… what are you doing in Marks place anyway?"
"I kind of happen to live here" Nice to know Mark never even bothered to mention me.
"You're Marks Roger?" she seems surprised…
"I wouldn't exactly say I'm 'his' but yeah."
"Damn, listen I kinda have to go. It's like twenty minutes to the Life from here and I told Mark I'd meet him in five."
"Okay, I'll meet you there"
"Roge" her 'you better not' voice… she's so cute when she gets mad or annoyed.
"What?" Damn, I'm hyper, and she's laughing at me coz she fucking knows "please?"
"Okay, you want me to pick you up?"
"Sure, cool, see you then?" I'm embarrassed to admit it, but I feel like jumping around like a little kid right now.
"Yeah, but it'll take me a while"
"'Kay babe"
"Okay… Roger?" wha? We're not done yet? "I missed you"
"I missed you too"
"Bye"
"Who was that?" Mimi? Since when is she here
"Wha? Hey, I didn't know you were…" here, she's mad, shit, what have I done now. Hell, she's just my sis. "That was, uh, Tracey"
"Anything I should know?" Oh, yeah, she doesn't know T's my sis… Okay, I thin I'm grinning really idiotically right now, but
"So you think this is fucking funny?! I don't think so and I'm pretty sure neither does Mark!" uh "Just tell me what the fuck is going on!" uh-oh, she's really mad, she's so cute when she gets, Anyways, I don't wanna fight. Well, there's no reason to fight.
"Mimi, come here." Okay, now would be the time to stop grinning Davis.
"No, fuck you!" maybe later… I'm dangerously close to cracking up…
"She's my sister."
"What?"
"Trace is my little sis, and I haven't seen her in years and I just found out it's her"
" I feel kinda dumb now" uh, yeah, I would to, but… ouch, Davis, you don't think that way about your girlfriend.
"We're okay?"
"Yeah"
And the world is whole again.
Okay Davis, take your coat so Mark doesn't kill you, take the keys so he doesn't make fun of you… keys… where are those damn things anyways?
The phone's ringing, great… probably Marks fucking Mom telling him once more how great Cindy is.
"Speeeaaaak."
"Hey, it's me, uhm, Mark, if you're still there, I'll be a little late, sorry, kinda got stuck at work." It's T, damn, oh well, hi babe
"Hey"
"Hi, is Mark home?"
"No, he left a while ago, probably out filming or something." Okay, she has no clue it's me "Sorry hon." Hehe, that should confuse her. I can see what's going on in her little weird head right now: 'Did that guy just call me hon? Who does he think he is…'
"Sorry, but… who am I talking to?" Darn, sounds like she knows it's me, this could've been fun.
"Guess?" damn, you can literally hear me grin, I hate when I talk that way…
"Roge?"
"Hey baby" Now comes the hard part; I don't even know what I'm supposed to do.
"Hey, I mean, what the fuck are you doing here? I thought you're in Santa Fe." God, is it that long since I've talked to her? I told them I'm back… I think.
"The question is: what on earth is my lovely little sis doing in New York?" Oops, that sounded a little too sarcastic. I mean, not that I don't know.
"I just…" yeah
"Uh-huh"
"Since when do you know I'm here?"
"I've just been stalking you for the last few days" She laughs, good, maybe it's not that bad. "Your fault if you come to MY hometown and start taking over my friends. Actually I saw you StMarks like an hour ago." Didn't she say she got stuck at work? Weird…
"I just… what are you doing in Marks place anyway?"
"I kind of happen to live here" Nice to know Mark never even bothered to mention me.
"You're Marks Roger?" she seems surprised…
"I wouldn't exactly say I'm 'his' but yeah."
"Damn, listen I kinda have to go. It's like twenty minutes to the Life from here and I told Mark I'd meet him in five."
"Okay, I'll meet you there"
"Roge" her 'you better not' voice… she's so cute when she gets mad or annoyed.
"What?" Damn, I'm hyper, and she's laughing at me coz she fucking knows "please?"
"Okay, you want me to pick you up?"
"Sure, cool, see you then?" I'm embarrassed to admit it, but I feel like jumping around like a little kid right now.
"Yeah, but it'll take me a while"
"'Kay babe"
"Okay… Roger?" wha? We're not done yet? "I missed you"
"I missed you too"
"Bye"
"Who was that?" Mimi? Since when is she here
"Wha? Hey, I didn't know you were…" here, she's mad, shit, what have I done now. Hell, she's just my sis. "That was, uh, Tracey"
"Anything I should know?" Oh, yeah, she doesn't know T's my sis… Okay, I thin I'm grinning really idiotically right now, but
"So you think this is fucking funny?! I don't think so and I'm pretty sure neither does Mark!" uh "Just tell me what the fuck is going on!" uh-oh, she's really mad, she's so cute when she gets, Anyways, I don't wanna fight. Well, there's no reason to fight.
"Mimi, come here." Okay, now would be the time to stop grinning Davis.
"No, fuck you!" maybe later… I'm dangerously close to cracking up…
"She's my sister."
"What?"
"Trace is my little sis, and I haven't seen her in years and I just found out it's her"
" I feel kinda dumb now" uh, yeah, I would to, but… ouch, Davis, you don't think that way about your girlfriend.
"We're okay?"
"Yeah"
And the world is whole again.