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Piper Halliwell ([info]phalliwell) wrote in [info]charmed_again,
@ 2008-03-16 13:40:00
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September 25rd, 2026: Friday
Who: Piper and Phoebe
What: Lunch at Piper's restaurant.
Where: Piper's restaurant.
When: September 25rd, 2026; Lunch time




Piper was swamped that morning, everything was just a little bit crazy, her chief forgot to make extra sauce, leaving Piper to do it in the morning, two bus boys were out sick, and one bar tender just didn't show up. Honestly Piper loved her place, but she hated the crap that went with it sometimes. She'd told the hostess to make sure she told Phoebe to take a seat at the girls table.

Piper was frustrated, and ready to sit down with her sister and just catch up. She couldn't remember the last time they just sat down together and caught up. It felt like way to long. Piper needed time with her sisters too. Sometimes she wished they all still lived together, but that wasn't something that was going to happen again and she was okay with that. She just wished that they had more time for sister time.

Finally getting everything she came out into the main area, she didn't see Phoebe, sighing she headed towards the table, dropping down into the chair she leaned back shutting her eyes... Waiting.


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