the lion loses sleep;

[whitebreadbrown]

[posted hours after the Bond marathon watchers have gone to sleep, minutes after Louise's cell phone rang three times and went silent. writing is tired, she doesn't bother to lock.]

Sorry if the phone woke you up, Lou.

Comments

[plumcakes]

great sense of timing honey

louise.

[whitebreadbrown]

why are you up?

Lillian.

[plumcakes]

[The writing's messy, sloppy around the edges.]

phone rang, remember? in kitchen now. boy's still asleep. what's los that you have to call me at [...] four in the morning?

louise.

[whitebreadbrown]

right! sorry, hon.

oh, you know, the usual.