stolen time in harvard square

[aslant]

a strange loose-limbed and constant unspoken sensation of having sex all weekend (thanks ak) except there is none, none to be found.

elaborate dreams of hospitals and frantic women and katie and flight. will elaborate monday.

& every time the phone rang i thought it was you.

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Re: roleplay is the name of the game.

[aslant.livejournal.com]

announcement:
as of today monday the 30 of july this country is hereby closed for repairs. please shift yourselves elsewhere, borders are officially closed. thank you.

that's much better.

please call. i'd like that. i can't promise the phone will be free, though--there's been frantic back-and-forth calls about this apartment we're trying to get.

for all you know i'm downstairs right now desperately begging security to let me up to see you. not long, now. clever stuff is peeking down at me from the stair with worried looks. i'm making quite a scene. he won't believe me that i left my passcard at home.

Re: roleplay is the name of the game.

[booshtukka.livejournal.com]

well, I'll call quite later (here) because Carling is coming round. I'm a little disappointed. I was hoping to have a frantic email conversation. still - we can have a slow email conversation. yeah?

I can hear everything that happens at reception. and there isn't anyone begging security to come up. if there was, I'd run down to see if it was you. and clever stuff, is the floor below there - so they'd be peeking up. I don't believe you left you rpasscard at home either. but I finish work in 60 seconds. wait for me outside, by the water feature.

Re: roleplay is the name of the game.

[aslant.livejournal.com]

i'm swimming in it. can't you see me?

why is it a feature rather than a fountain?

if we have these frantic email conversations much frequently i'm afraid the bandwidth police will bang down the door and arrest us. there ought to be an easier way of doing this.

hm. my plan to get in sneakily has been completely foiled.

i'm still waiting in the water. getting rather cold.

Re: roleplay is the name of the game.

[booshtukka.livejournal.com]

ewwww! don't swim in it! it's horrible!

it's not a fountain, it's a feature. like, lots of big slanted things... It's horrible really. I just thought it sounded romantic.

the bandwidth police and I have an understanding. they don't harass us, and I don't stop the internet from working.

please get out of the water. I'm sure you'll look very sexy with your thrown back wet hair, and your clothes clinging to your moist skin - but you'll smell :)

Re: roleplay is the name of the game.

[aslant.livejournal.com]

okay, i'm out of the nasty water. i'm still getting weird looks.

i think i've caught pneumonia. i'm going to the hospital.

Re: roleplay is the name of the game.

[booshtukka.livejournal.com]

no. don't. I'll take you home, and wrap you up and make you tea.

please wait for me.

Re: roleplay is the name of the game.

[aslant.livejournal.com]

/waiting...

but really, i am cold. it's still freezing in this office despite my wool sweater. i've been sitting in this same position for so long my legs are cramped. a chill in my calves.

Re: roleplay is the name of the game.

[booshtukka.livejournal.com]

still - you went home. and it was warmer.
you're still asleep.

I'm thinking of you.