Text messaging hoooooo!

[thatsamilkshake]

From: Francine's cell
To: Most of the people she knows well enough to talk to

Who wants cookies from my mom? Hovering and driving me nuts, brother not home yet, longer the list I can give her, longer she'll go away and bake again.


[RP withdraaaaawal. Blisters from Disneyland. If you think you got it, you did. Which totally includes little siblings and cabinmates.]

Comments

[thatsamilkshake]

***You weren't here to defend me! (Had to yes. You ever try to turn down food from *your* mother?)***

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

She had him there.

***I suppose. whats it like theree?***

[thatsamilkshake]

***Stifling.***

A moment later:

***It's hot out, I mean.***

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

***AND youre baking????***

[thatsamilkshake]

***My mom's baking. I'm staying out of the kitchen as much as I can. Also air conditioning. But it's still hot."

Mostly because she had her bedroom window open; hot or not, it gave her some air that hadn't been circulating around this house all day.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Eeeesh.

He needed to ask before he lost his nerve...

***when arre you back??***

[thatsamilkshake]

***Mom said I'd be back for classes next week, so probably Saturday or Sunday."***

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

***meet you at the causway???***

[thatsamilkshake]

***Okay! I'll let you know when I get in to the airport again.***