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elle bishop ([info]notmyfirstday) wrote in [info]stringtheory,
@ 2008-01-14 21:19:00
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TITLE: Where Did It All Go Wrong?
TIME/DAY: January 11, Afternoon
TAKES PLACE AFTER: Everything so far
CHARACTERS: Adam ; Elle
WARNINGS: Adelle smut




It was unlike Adam to do something like this, having no reason to just up and leave without even calling to tell Elle what was going on and where he was. It had been an entire night and an entire day and there was just no word from him. She couldn't even sleep in their own bed, the empty spot next to her being enough to keep her wide awake. The countless messages left on he cell phone stopped when his voicemail became full, denying her of leaving more.

Elle didn't even know who to call, didn't think it would help any if she did. There was high doubt in her mind that someone else knew about Adam's whereabouts where she was clueless, and she didn't want to get anyone else involved until she found him.

She took the streets of New York at daybreak, making it a bit difficult to walk since the cold morning air was almost unbearable to travel in. The color in her face was painted over with a pale surface, her features cold and expressionless as she searched for hours - the afternoon coming so quickly she almost missed it.

The electric blond took a break near the newspaper stand around the corner from where their apartment was located, blue eyes slowly running over the countless magazines that stood lined up in front of it. Nothing was really catching her eye, which was unusual seeing how Elle could stand there for hours just reading up on the world; the gossip.

"Where are you, Adam?" The words slipped when the date on the newspaper reminded her just how long he'd been away, her face scrunching up in that worried manner as she slowly turned to walk back home.



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