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| Catherine's cellphone; [Catherine] | |
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| Jo | Mar 24 2015, 12:14 PM Post #1 |
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Catherine stands out on the sundeck of the Bad Girls manor looking down at her cellphone completely oblivious to everything aside from what's going on with her screen. Luckily not much is going on at all, just another quiet day at the manor. Catherine: Okay...so I've got a girls number on here...that isn't my wife or best friend. This is...normal, right? I mean lots of people have numbers like this on their phones, Summer's got the entire rosters on hers. So having one other...isn't a big deal. Yeah, it's a talking to herself promo. Actually, is this even a promo or is she just talking to herself? Catherine: I guess I should text or call her at some point...see how things are going? With some deep considerable thought, Catherine hits up Brittany's number and starts writing up a text.
Catherine quickly erases it. Catherine: That's stupid, so fucking stupid. She gives it some more thought before trying another.
She stares at the screen, gives it a thought or two, then shakes her head groaning as she erases that one as well. Catherine: Buy her chocolates and ask her on a date at the same time, Marie. Yeah, she gets to call herself by her real name too. Catherine: I don't know what I'm doing...maybe I just don't text or call her at all. She folds her arms over the railing resting her head down in the nest her arms make as she looks over at the phone still in her hand. Catherine: Or that'll pass me off as some complete bitch. Another groan, this one longer and louder than the first as she presses her forehead against her arm. Catherine: Damnit, Summer. Yeah, her fault for pushing you to making friends. But she can't deny the obvious truth as she brings her head back up. Catherine: Damnit me. |
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