mm_phreak (mm_phreak) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2008-07-02 13:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | icene, travis |
Travis and OTA/MW Wednesday afternoon in the Mocha
Travis was occupying space at a table in the Mocha. He hadn't ordered anything. He couldn't eat anything. He'd barely slept last night. Every time he closed his eyes and started to drift a loud bang caused him to jolt awake.
He had gotten up with Memphis and gone in to the shop. He hadn't been any help and Memphis was still angry with him, so he'd sent Travis off to home with the request that he stay there until Memphis was back. Travis wanted to eek past that and go find out how Amarie was doing. Just some way to find out would be a relief, but nobody would give him information over the phone. He'd already tried.
So now, he sat here, occupying space and causing anybody talking to him to repeat themselves.