Wednesday: March/11/09
Who: Frankie and Lyle When: Wednesday night Where: her room What: nothing planned right now
Frankie and Lyle had one BIG thing in common. They were both excellent at putting themselves down and not accepting help from one another. That needed to change, but Frankie doubted it would. She was glad he at least agreed to come over, and now that he was speaking again, maybe she wouldn't talk so damn much. Yeah, no, that was unlikely.
Having changed into some pajama pants and a tank top, Frankie threw some popcorn into the microwave. She had the munchies, and it wasn't because of pot, though she might have a joint with Lyle if he was interested. The sound of kernels popping began to slow when Lyle knocked on the door. Frankie jogged over to answer it with a smile. "Hey, come on in.. I gotta get the popcorn before it burns," and she ran back to the microwave to get the bag out.