Another Call

[equalsmcsquared]

Sitting down, she takes out her phone absently, her mind miles away to a small, psychotic ridden town and accompanying high school.

He picks up, sounding tired.

"Hey..."

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[drgrissom]

Grissom sighs a little at the sound of Sara's voice, and puts his coffee down carefully next to her old Forensics workstation.

"Hi. How are you?"

[equalsmcsquared]

"I'm good. You?"

She'd somehow taken one of his mugs with her, one with a spider crawling around the rim. She touches it with one finger.

[drgrissom]

He knows obfuscation is futile, but he's exhausted, so he goes for something in the middle.

"I've been better. How are you feeling? How was your morning?"

[equalsmcsquared]

She tells him a bit about Wilson's birthday party and doing research in the university library.

"Talk to me, Gil," she says afterwards, her tone gentle. "Tell me what's happened."

[ooc: And I will be sucked into class once again in a bit.]