Post by Shelby on Jan 30, 2017 3:26:06 GMT
Chardonnay hadn't been expecting anyone to hit her phone up so early in the morning, so when she heard her phone vibrate and saw it light up on her nightstand that nervous spike of adrenaline hit her system, causing her to quickly sit up and let the sheets fall on her lap. Her first thought was that it was her parents--they never called before ten in the morning, knowing that their daughter wasn't a morning person, unless it was an emergency or something was wrong--so she quickly grabbed the phone with her heart pounding, expecting to see worrying words on text. Were they okay? Did they get hurt, or something? But why would they only text? Thought of Arthur never entered her mind. She knew that he wasn't a morning person just as she wasn't, and she doubted that he'd ever send her something so early in the morning knowing that she was less than pleasant to talk to.
If there was one thing to get her up in the morning, however, it was worrying about her parents well being. But seeing that it was only a text from the one and only Jackass lighting up her screen, she stopped. It was almost unbelievable as she looked at the name that blinked at her, half of a sentence showing up as a preview. Not her parents? They weren't in trouble? "Holy shit." She flopped her back down on the bed and let the phone fall on her chest where her heart was still beating erratically. Any ounce of sleep that she had been hoping to get was out the window now that she was wide eyed and awake with a cold sweat just beginning to dot at her hairline and her shoulders.
What the fuck was he doing texting her so early in the morning? Instead of feeling the concern for his well being like she had for her parent, Chardonnay grew angry. She grit her teeth as she sat back up in bed, flipping the phone over and lighting it back up. It burned her eyes for a second as they adjusted to the bright light. She opened the message up, ignored the last response that had been sent to her--the upside down emoji--and quickly read the message. Heading out to New York with his sister and niece. He'd text when at rest stops when not calling, and Susan may even have control over the phone for the time being while he was driving. That was it. That was what the fuck he got her so riled up about?
She shouldn't be texting this early, not when she was this early or sleep deprived, but she couldn't help it. Even though the adrenaline that had run rampant through her system was beginning to drain, her fingers still typed quickly, losing the punctual grammar she usually kept when texting. "Really? U text me this early in the fucking morn. 4 THAT?! U made me think something was wrong!!!!! Asshole. Dont do that!" After hitting send she threw the phone to the other side of the bed and folded her arms over her chest like a pouting child having a tantrum. Fuck him for that. Fuck him for this.
If there was one thing to get her up in the morning, however, it was worrying about her parents well being. But seeing that it was only a text from the one and only Jackass lighting up her screen, she stopped. It was almost unbelievable as she looked at the name that blinked at her, half of a sentence showing up as a preview. Not her parents? They weren't in trouble? "Holy shit." She flopped her back down on the bed and let the phone fall on her chest where her heart was still beating erratically. Any ounce of sleep that she had been hoping to get was out the window now that she was wide eyed and awake with a cold sweat just beginning to dot at her hairline and her shoulders.
What the fuck was he doing texting her so early in the morning? Instead of feeling the concern for his well being like she had for her parent, Chardonnay grew angry. She grit her teeth as she sat back up in bed, flipping the phone over and lighting it back up. It burned her eyes for a second as they adjusted to the bright light. She opened the message up, ignored the last response that had been sent to her--the upside down emoji--and quickly read the message. Heading out to New York with his sister and niece. He'd text when at rest stops when not calling, and Susan may even have control over the phone for the time being while he was driving. That was it. That was what the fuck he got her so riled up about?
She shouldn't be texting this early, not when she was this early or sleep deprived, but she couldn't help it. Even though the adrenaline that had run rampant through her system was beginning to drain, her fingers still typed quickly, losing the punctual grammar she usually kept when texting. "Really? U text me this early in the fucking morn. 4 THAT?! U made me think something was wrong!!!!! Asshole. Dont do that!" After hitting send she threw the phone to the other side of the bed and folded her arms over her chest like a pouting child having a tantrum. Fuck him for that. Fuck him for this.