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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: Razie Angel Date: December 21, 2015, 2:16 pm
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10:00 am Saturday morning.
Diggers job was never done. She walked through a local bookstore
taking her own physical stock of the books they had published.
Actually listening to what people said. Next to one of the
displays she saw a large cut out. With an add of her own
design. She snapped a picture of it with her camera and dropped
it back into her bag. Before she could even snap her bag shut
her phone began to go off. She mumbled to herself and searched
through her purse for it. Why did she carry such a large purse
with her? Finally she dug it out and pressed the answer button.
"Hello?" She answered and started to walk out of the store.
Razie? Baby! How are you? What are you up to? " Her mother's
voice crooned over the phone.
"I'm fine ma. I'm doing some errands before work." Inwardly
Digger groaned. She should not have said that.
"You still work at that book place? They don't treat you well
enough. Making you work weekends! Who do they have running that
place, a dictator? Every time I call you, you are working. Even
when you aren't at work you are working. Really you are working
yourself too thin. I've seen your face book page. You are
practically skin and bone! Speaking of skin your complexion is
getting..."
Digger groaned and rolled her eyes. She was off. Ranting about
everything. "Ma! Ma! I gotta go..." She pretended to cup the
phone. 'What's that? Yeah I'll be right in." She came back on
the phone. "Okay ma love you. I gotta go..." The sounds that
came over the phone next horrified her. A horn honking and the
squealing of tires. The crash came next. A horn blowing. Finally
she heard her mother breathing shallowly and the line went dead.
"Ma? Mom!?!" Her phone slipped out of her hands and to the
floor. Shattering the screen and breaking into several pieces
flying across the floor.
"Oh for the love of...!" She didn't bother to pick up the
peices. The phone was destroyed. Instead she ran to her car.
And started to back out. Nearly hitting another car in the
process. Leaving their horn blaring at her for a few seconds.
Soon she pulled out of the parking lot and was off. Heading for
South Carolina where her mother lived. Digger didn't even think
about work. Or Rai. Or calling in. Her only thought was getting
to her mother.
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: ShogoBoom Date: December 21, 2015, 2:33 pm
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Sho nods at the invite, answering it and simultaneously showing
her appreciation for the breakfast.
“Mmmm.”
After finishing, she watches him take the plates to the sink,
turning in her chair so she’s facing him. There was a certain
glow to her skin, even though she had just woken up. A seamless
beauty about her.
“You know. . . you didn’t have to do that.”
She knew he felt guilty for last night, getting drunk, losing
himself but she found he was more himself when he did loosen up
a little. No-one in the office had been to her home, she didn’t
mingle her private life with her professional one - they truly
wouldn’t mix well together.
“You can stay, or you can go, it’s entirely up to you, but I
need to shower.”
She would lead him out if he decided to go, and make her way
upstairs to her room, getting her outfit for the day ready and
taking a long, steamy shower. After refreshing herself, she
slips into a fitted, navy dress, the bottom lined with lace; she
figured it would be both work and dinner appropriate. By the
time she was done, it was 11:30 and so she makes it out to the
driveway, hopping into her car, and off to work.
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: Chain Date: December 22, 2015, 9:56 am
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"It's really no problem." He told her as he finished up, putting
the last plate in the rack to dry. He understood how she felt to
an extent. She was in a situation she wouldn't normally be in
with a person from work. She wanted to be courteous. And yet, he
couldn't let her kindness go unrecognized.
when she told him he could stay or go, he chuckled. "And where
would you have me go?" he asked. "Or did you forget we left my
car downtown?" He chuckled as he returned to his seat to wait
for the woman to get ready. He thought about going to make the
bed, but he decided not to overstep his boundaries. She may want
to change her sheets after having him sleep in them. He waited
patiently until she was ready to go, and when she walked out the
door, he would be right there beside her.
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: Dems Darkfire Date: December 22, 2015, 12:43 pm
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Zefiro stood just outside the world, a 3mm thick piece of
shatterproof glass between him and a 30 story fall to the street
below. Being this close to death only brought a smirk to the
young man's face. After taking a few more moments to appreciate
the sun rising through the clouds in the east, Zefiro would turn
back around towards the massive Hon Double Pedestal Mahogany
desk and set his glass of whiskey on a coaster near the far
corner. Zefiro planted both of his hands against the desk, his
fingers stroking with the grain for a few moments before
pressing the call button on the intercom and called his
secretary. "Send him in." He released the button and moved
around to the opposite side of his desk. Zefiro leaned back
against the sturdy centerpiece of the room and picked up his
whiskey. As Nick walked in, Zefiro stirred his drink with his
pinky and then looked up to his brother. "Well. Business or
pleasure?"
Nick locked eyes with his brother. A simple display of furrowed
brow and snarled lips let Zefiro know all he needed to. "So you
have heard? This should be interesting." Nick chuckled at his
brother. He shook his head and threw the newspaper he was
carrying down. "I just wanted to come let you know that it wont
happen. And I'm still not coming back here. Asshole." With that,
Nick stormed out to make room for the 11:30 coming in to meet
with his brother.
Zefiro didn't call after Nick, he knew the man didn't want to
hear whatever Z had to say. With a shrug, Zef took a sip of his
whiskey and flicked on the tunes over his Bose sound system. It
was a simple tune that began to thump from his speakers, but as
Zef walked over and took a seat in the leather chair at the
center of his office, his head tilted back and he let the words
wash over him. His sharp teeth revealing as his smile widened
with every course. Even a small chuckle escaped the man's lips
as he slipped his eyes closed and breathed deep the small wins
in life.
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Re: Atlanta, GA
By: Razie Angel Date: January 10, 2016, 6:47 pm
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Digger didn't stop until she pulled into the emergency room of
her mothers local hospital. Her fingers shook as she pulled they
keys out of the ignition. Get up. Get out of the car. But
instead she leaned her forehead against the wheel, tears running
down her face, as she gulped for air. For about five minutes she
sobbed, really it could have been an hour. She lost track of
time. The only thing that ended it was a sharp knock on the
window. The source of the knock a young nurse in a maroon set of
scrubs.
"Are you okay?" Her voice muffled by the glass. The woman's
forehead wrinkled with worry. Digger nodded and wiped at her
face. "Are you sure? If there is..." She trailed off when Digger
shook her head.
She had to wait for the nurse to step back before she could get
out of the car. She offered her thanks but didn't stay for
conversation, instead hurrying up to the hospital entrance
quickly. The nurse behind the desk wore a light blue set of
scrubs, and way too much make up. "Is there a Mrs. Francine
Angel here today?" The nurse looked at her chart.
"And who would you be to her?" She looked up to Digger and tried
to offer a comforting smile.
"I'm her daughter." She chewed her lip nervously and looked
around the busy waiting room.
"Well I'm sorry, I can't say much on her condition. But she
arrived a half hour ago. She's in surgery, I would say you have
a few hours before you know anything. I'm sorry. I know it/s
tough to wait." She gave a sympathetic look and reached out to
pat Digger's hand. Which without knowing it, Digger pulled away
from it.
"Alright thank you. I have a phone call to make anyway. Where
are your pay phones?"
"Down the hall and take a left, they are right next to the
restrooms. Can't miss them."
Digger nodded and turned away from the counter. She would waste
no time. She probably should call hr first to call off,but she
had a much more important call to make. She found the pay phones
and dialed the number for MoW corp, when the front desk answered
Digger cleared her throat. "May I please speak to Chris Masters?
This is Digger."
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