"No' now, luv, 'm on the phone." You think quick, pressing your phone into your shoulder to mute the call. Noodle stares up at you, trying to get a view of the caller I.D, before giving up and returning to the dining room to finish her glass of apple juice. You let out a sign of relief before returning the phone to your ear.
"'Ello, luv." You try to speak confidently through the shakiness of your voice, though your voice cracks, killing your pride just a bit. You hardly register what it was that you had said, realizing that the 'luv' bit may have been a much. Carmon, in turn, laughs lightly, pulling her phone away from her own lips to prevent it from being more than a giggle, the laughter sounding more distant before becoming clear.
"'ow are you, Stuart? Ya left before I coul' say goo'bye proper." She teases you. She was always relentlessly teasing you. You swallow thickly, thinking just what she may have meant by that before shaking your head to clear your head of those borderline sinful thoughts. You realize you had been quite for just a tad too long, feeling quite stupid about that. You tried to throw together a quick response which, much to your horror, comes out as a strangled, "Y-yeah?"
Carmon laughs a bit again and it sends a shiver down your spine. You find yourself reaching around for a chair to sit down in and when one doesn't reach your fingers in time, you opt to sitting on the counter.
"Yeah, silly. I 'aven't see ya in yea's." Carmon sounds pretty joyed, but than again, it was hard to tell with the phone jittering around in your shaking palm. You take a deep breath to calm yourself, but find it caught tin your throat at Carmon adds, "I realleh 'ave misse you, Stuart."
You don't remember her sounding so hot. Really, you didn't! When you left, she was the most appalling girl you had ever seen in your whole life! If you tried hard enough, you could still feel her spit flying on to your cheek as she chortled, fucking chortled, with laughter that one time your hair got caught in her braces! It didn't really happen, but for whatever reason, you remember lightening striking behind her as those stringy curls of hair bounced around her head.
And yet, here she was, making you feel like a teenager discovering porn for the first time.
She was now the huge-breasted star of the virus-ridden web site, making you throw a damn fit just by suggesting a thought in your head.
You were a good person, damn it! Why did these things always happen to you!?
"Stuart? Stuart?" The sudden change in tone of the girl's voice snaps you from your thoughts, causing you to jump in surprise, whacking the base of your skull on the cabinet handle behind you. You grind your teeth in an effort to keep from shouting, something Carmon clearly picked up on over the phone, "Stuart, did ya just 'urt yerself?" She sounds more amused than actually concerned, but you hardly have time to think up a response when Noodle returns to the room, her little hands full of dirty dishes and a chair cushion for whatever reason. You jumped down from the counter, wiping your suddenly sweaty palms on the front of your jeans and situating the phone between your shoulder and ear.
"Nah, I jus', uh...that was, uh...Noodle." You toss in the first name that pops in to your head, having forgotten all about the fact that the girl had just stepped in to the room. Her head shoots up from her spot by the kitchen sink. She didn't understand much of what you had to say, but she took quite a bit of pride in remembering her own first name. She waits patiently for an explanation as to why she was being spoken of before returning to her duty of doing the dishes.
You sigh in relief, tucking one arm beneath your ribs and turning on your heels to return to your room, "Sorry bout tha'," You offer, closing the door such with your heel, "I was a lil' busy..."