pups_dt2 (![]() ![]() @ 2009-06-14 12:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | emily, jazz, ota, riley |
Lobby, Late Afternoon, Jazz/Riley and OTA/MW
Movers had already been coming and going, carrying through the heaviest bits of furniture, by the time Riley turned up, a duffle bag bouncing off his hip and a pair of boxes balanced in his arms.
He didn't have a problem carrying them, but as he reached the elevator he realized there was one thing he hadn't planned on. With his hands full...how was he supposed to hit the button to call the elevator?
He considered for a moment, then tried to shift the boxes and the one on top began to tip precariously.
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Across the Lobby, sitting with her back to the new tenant, completely unawares was Jazz. When Jane had turned up her apartment, Jazz had headed downstairs to wait on the delivery of dinner. Hopefully by the time it got here, and Jazz got back upstairs, Jane would be finished working.
Perched on the arm of one of the Lobby's squishy chairs, Jazz continually glanced between the front doors and her fingernails.
She was pleased to find she hadn't yet ruined the manicure she'd gotten yesterday at the Michael's Bros. Spa.