notHis eyes snapped open at the sound of his phone"s video chat ringtone, an acoustic version of the Everclear song she"d performed with him at the Strawberry Festival. His hair looked slightly slept on, so he shook it out quickly. In sweats and a white t-shirt, he was not rocking his most dapper attire, but, well, he wasn"t really one to get many complaints about his appearance. He felt a charge of excitement and answered the call, attempting to adjust his camera to where he didn"t look like he was in a fun house mirror.
“Hey, beautiful,” he said once he could see her on screen. She had her hair straightened and it made him flash back to the night they were first alone together. He"d had his hands tangled in it and her dress on the floor-
“Hey yourself.” Get it together.
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