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Thursday, September 19, 12:42am
"Hnngh? Helllo?"
"Virgil?"
"Yeah, Rich. What's up?"
"…I just… I missed you… And needed to hear your voice… It's too quiet here. I didn't want to wake you, but I just… I miss you."
"It's fine, Richie. Like I've always said, you can call me anytime. I was dreaming about you, you know."
"Really? What about."
"Well, I dreamt that we were having a romantic dinner."
"Oh, really now?"
"Yes, now stop interrupting. We were having a romantic dinner. There were roses, candles, the works. And then once we finished eating the delicious food you cooked,"
"Of course I cooked it."
"Shush! Listen! Once we finished eating, you took me upstairs to the bedroom and…"
"And?"
"That's it. Then I woke up."
"Damn. Sorry, that was probably going to turn into a really good dream."
"I'd rather hear your voice than have dream sex with you though. To be honest, I'd rather have real sex with you than dream sex, but I don't think that's going to happen tonight."
"No, not tonight. But I promise, as soon as I get home, we will make good use of our bed."
"…And you're sure you can't get an earlier flight home?"
Sunday, September 22, 4:42pm
"Hey there, you've reached Virgil Hawkins. I can't get to the phone right now, so please leave a message after the beep!"
"Hey, Virgil. It's Richie. So, there's been a change in plans. Something happened at the airport. I won't be able to fly out in the morning. I don't even know what's going on. God, this is so frustrating. All I know is they called me this morning and an automated message told me that my flight was switched to Thursday at noon, which means I won't get in until early Friday morning probably. I'm sorry, babe, but it looks like we'll have to wait a little while for that date I promised. Love you."
Sunday, September 22, 7:31pm
"Hello?"
"Hey, Richie. I got your message. Any more news about the flight?"
"No. I tried contacting the airline, but they just kept telling me that there was nothing they could do. Remind me to never fly with them again."
"Sure, babe."
"Ugh, and I was so looking forward to seeing you tomorrow."
"I know. But what's that saying? 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder.' Yeah, that one. That just means the sex will be even greater when you get home."
"Well, that's one way to interpret that."
Tuesday, September 23, 10:04pm
"Hello?"
"Richie, are you all right? I had this crazy dream, and I just had this horrible feeling that something terrible happened! So I went to pick up the phone to call you and it wouldn't go through and I was starting to panic!"
"Virgil, whoa, slow down! I'm fine, it was just a dream. I only was just able to plug my cell phone in; it had been dead all day."
"Oh thank God. I was so worried!"
"It was just a dream, V. It's all right."
"But it was so real! I dreamt that Ebon had you and he had a knife up to your throat and there was already beads of blood there and he said that if I moved so much as an inch, he would kill you!"
"Babe. Ebon is in jail, remember? You and I were the ones who put him there. We haven't heard from Ebon in years, Virgil."
"…Oh… Right…"