Textness

Who: Leija and Nate
When: late morning
Where: phoneland

It was Sunday, and Leija felt she desperately needed some interaction with someone that wasn't tinged by trauma. She'd caught up on some sleep the night before, after being called down to somewhere in South America for a particularly nasty death she didn't even really want to think about too much. But now she was awake at an hour that most other people were too, and the only person she could think of to bother on a Sunday was Nate. He'd said to remind him about the books, after all, so it was a good excuse.

Plopping down on her bed after scarfing some cereal, she thumbed out a text message to send. Morning. Have you recovered? Just a reminder to bring me books tomorrow, its your job to entertain me. :) -L