Elliott Burkholder (el_rohir) wrote in opus_two, @ 2008-09-25 02:51:00 |
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Current mood: | giddy |
Entry tags: | &celebrian&elrohir, @menegroth, celebrian, elrohir |
*stands in a stunned stupor for a long, long, long while, his phone lying forgotten on the tiny kitchenette countertop* *finally has to sit down, right there on the bare floor, because he really doesn't think his legs will support him much longer*
*runs his (shaking) hands through his hair and takes a few deep breaths* *calm, calm* *won't freak out* (*not yet, anyway*)
*reaches up to the counter and fumbles blindly for the phone* *hits #1 on the speed dial and listens (impatiently) to the drawling riiiiiing... riiiiing... riiiiiing... on the other end* *oh my eru ANSWER already it's IMPORTANT!!!*
*perks up right after the third ring* Dad? Hey! It's Elliott. Um. Oh, no, yeah, I'm fine, things're fine, things're good. Um, well, actually, they're better than good. *inhaleexhale* Could you put Mom on the other line, too? 'Cause I've kinda got news and I want you both to hear it at once. Nono, it's good news! Promise!
*waits a moment while the parentals locate the other phone* *grins outright when the second voice pipes up in his ear* Mom! Hi, Mom! How've you been? Oh, yeah? Good. Yeah, I'm great. I was just telling Dad, I've got really good news. Are you ready for it? *flushes pink* No, Mom, I'm not engaged. *boggles* What?! NO. No, no one's pregnant. God, who asks something like that?
*rapid headshake* Nonono, no more guessing. You either, Dad. I don't want to know what you'll come up with. *takes in a deep breath* Thing is... well, I went to audition for a TV show. And I got a part. Um. Kind of a big one, I guess? *can't help the silly grin on his face, beginning to feel the excitement as the shock slowly wears off* Are you sitting down, Mom? Well, sit down. Yes, I'm serious. *sigh* No, I'm really not engaged. Geez.
Okay. So. I can't say too much, I'm under contract now, but here it is: I'm going to be on As Órë Turns. *holds the phone away from his ear for a second as the other end explodes in a flurry of excitement* *laughs giddily and calls over the noise* I know, I know! It's huge, right? And guess what-- the whole show is packing up shop and moving to Ossiriand, so I'm coming back home. No-o, not home home, in-town home. You really want to deal with me living under your roof again? Uh-huh. Didn't think so, Dad.
*listens happily to his parents' (okay, mostly his mother's) gushing* Yeah, I'm sure. It's pretty much a done deal. Oh, I don't know... it'll be at least a season, I think? Maybe more, if they like me enough. *laughs a bit shyly at the response* Stop that, Mom. You're biased. Yes, you are. Dad, tell her. Oh, thanks, Dad.
*pulls himself to his feet* Anyway, I've gotta go, I've got a lot of stuff to do in not a lot of time, but I wanted to call and tell you first. Uh-huh. Um, I guess, if you want to? Don't make a big deal out of it when I get there, though, okay? No embarrassing parties, I'll sink into the floor and never come out. I'm serious. Dad, don't let her. You know how she is. *laughs again* Yes, Mom. No, Mom. Okay, Mom. Okay, Mom. Gotta go now, Mom. Uh-huh. Yeah. Love you, too. Bye. *waits for the receiver's click* Yep, I do. Bye, Dad. See you soon! And don't let Mom make a fuss, I'm begging you. Okay, okay, bye.
*hangs up*
*that done, gets himself around and heads out to his mini-mart job, armed with a fresh two-week notice* *might be a bouncing just a little as he walks, is so excited now!*