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[Phone call to Mr. Stark]
Elektra flipped the phone open once more, only to slam the lid back down once more before turning to gaze at the smudges on her hand. She had been doing this all night, opening and closing the phone in her attempt to call him. So far, she had only managed to memorize his number and nothing else, the pen mark was a just a glaring reminder that she had allowed him to get the best of her...again. She lifted the cover and studied the numbers and then slowly started punching in the digits with slender fingers. She probably could have dialed it with her eyes closed. The assassin pushed the phone against her ear and listened to the dial tone buzz away. She wouldn't be surprised if this wasn't his number.
Elektra flipped the phone open once more, only to slam the lid back down once more before turning to gaze at the smudges on her hand. She had been doing this all night, opening and closing the phone in her attempt to call him. So far, she had only managed to memorize his number and nothing else, the pen mark was a just a glaring reminder that she had allowed him to get the best of her...again. She lifted the cover and studied the numbers and then slowly started punching in the digits with slender fingers. She probably could have dialed it with her eyes closed. The assassin pushed the phone against her ear and listened to the dial tone buzz away. She wouldn't be surprised if this wasn't his number.
