"Angel! Hi. How's it going? Future still there? No apocalypses on the horizon? Cubs still not making it to the playoffs?" Marty said as he dragged the phone around the room in a somewhat frantic pace. "Not that vampires follow baseball. Do vampires follow baseball?"
"...more of a hocky fan, myself," Angel said. His brain was taking a few tries to decide if this was really Marty. Then he realized there was a way to find out. "Marty?"
"Yep. Marty," he said now standing on his chair and looking out the window and watching the homeless guy below digging through the dumpster. "You hearing me okay? Being ten years in the past can be a bitch when it comes to reception."
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We're all shocked about that, really.
"Angel."
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