Room 322, Monday Evening

[living_endless]

Didi didn't check her email often, but she was grateful she had today. Someone had posted a message on her Facebook page.

I don't know if you're the same girl I think you are, it read, but even if you aren't you look cool so I hope you are cool and will just delete this and not decide I'm some freak. This is Hazel. The pregnant girl from the

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[furnaceface]

Jono and voicemail were slowly and surely becoming the best of friends, yes. He got Didi's call almost immediately, and now he was making his way to her room to investigate.

//Knock knock, luv?//

Remember, Didi. The magic words were 'Record Release Party.'

[living_endless]

"Hello," Didi returned, holding up two near-identical black tank tops before shrugging and folding both into her overnight case. "So -- how would you feel about going to New York for a couple days? My New York."

She'd say the magic words later!

[furnaceface]

Jono took this into consideration, of course.

Right along with the near-identical black tank tops and the fact that he would be going to Didi's New York most likely with Didi.

//Well, I don't have anything particularly pressing tying me to the island,// he noted. //A shift tomorrow at Groovy Tunes, perhaps. But I've been good about attendance, I don't imagine anybody would be too horribly upset if I took one day off.//

This, in his roundabout way, was Jonothon saying 'yes.'

[living_endless]

"There might be a record release party?" Didi hinted, smiling at him. "That singer Foxglove -- I mentioned her before. She's finally putting something out. So I think it counts as work for the record store.."