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[justgabriel]

Gabriel had been staring at his phone for a while now, as if that would will it to ring somehow. That way he wouldn't have to be the first to call. In his hand was the napkin with Elle's number scrawled on it. He hadn't been able to get himself to call it, just yet

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[electrocutesy]

Taking a day to think had been a horrible, horrible idea and she had no idea why she thought it was a good one, ironically enough. She spent a long time lying in her bed Saturday, wishing she had a dog or something to keep her company. Elle really never got lonely; she was used to entertaining herself. And the only entertainment she had was stuffing her face in a pillow and trying to remember every detail of last night.

So it was a ruined first time, but she wanted to remember it, right? But all she could remember was that it hurt, but it wasn't bad. She'd remember if it'd been bad, right?

And that it had been her fault. Her stupid, drunken fault. She'd wanted him on top of her and she knew they wouldn't be able to stop, and she'd wanted him to do it; she'd practically begged him to have sex with her. She couldn't even really be upset about the circumstances. She'd asked for it

[justgabriel]

His heart raced a little as she picked up, and he couldn't help but feel relieved somehow. Not that she would of ignored his calls or anything (he didn't think she would anyways) but for a second there he thought maybe she wouldn't want to talk to him after what had happened.

Why did that thought of that make him feel so hollow? It didn't make sense.

At the sound of her voice, he took a deep breath, suddenly at a loss of what he should say. He figured it was best to keep it simple while on the phone. "Hi, Elle, it's me, Gabriel." Never mind that his number had probably given away that information. "When did you want to meet up today?"

[electrocutesy]

It was silly, that she was so relieved to hear his voice that she might have closed her eyes and cradled the phone to her ear, but she did. It wasn't like he could see the reaction. She was just happy he'd had the nerve--the desire--to call and talk to her, even if he sounded painfully awkward.

Painfully awkward and all-business was better than no call at all, though. "Hi," she replied softly. "Uhm, whenever is okay with me. I'm not doing anything all day."

Plus, she was already ready. She might have spent all morning restlessly and nervously showering and dressing, and re-dressing, and changing her outfit again. What was she supposed to wear? Her flirtatious, sexy dresses and tight jeans seemed so inappropriate, now. Maybe she'd been wearing them so much to get his attention, she realized now. Maybe a little. She'd finally settled on the jeans though, and soft, oversized v-neck t-shirt. That was non-sexual, right? She was even wearing sneakers.

[justgabriel]

"Well, do you want to meet up soon?" He asked curiously. He hoped he didn't sound too eager or too...anything. He just really wanted to see her, the sooner the better. That wasn't weird, was it?

Besides, he had gotten ready a while ago as well. He was back to dressing how he normally did, slacks and sweater vests, his hair perfectly parted. Nothing special or anything.