first text message since i got back home
12:35 a.m
me// hey
12:42
c//shit bree, couldn't you wait another few hours! it's 5:35 a.m here
12:47
me//aww poor you. have fun with a taste of your own medicine :)
12:49
c//you're mean
12:51
me//and yet you travelled halfway across the world to get me
12:52
c//well it just happens that i fell in love with a person that teases me to wits end
12:53
me//well it's a good thing our wits don't end :)
12:54
c//ugh stop with these retorts, i want to sleep
12:56
me//too bad
me//where are you staying anyways?
12:58
c//some hotel west of the school. i saw it on the way out the airport-and god that it a huge school
12:59
me//ya. was your flight okay?
12:59
c//yup, great. and you?
1:00
me//ya
1:01
c//where are you now? what happened since you left the terminal?
1:03
me//i am at my house. my mom picked me up from the airport and surprised my siblings. my dad brought home pizza for the kids later and i went upstairs to sleep. not much.
1:04
c//well i would like to point out to you that you haven't fallen asleep yet
1:05
me//i said i went upstairs to sleep, not that i actually fell asleep
1:07
c//hmm fine
c//are you going to visit belle?
1:09
me//i want to see quintin first. then i will go see her
1:10
c//she missed you
1:12
me//i missed her too
*read {by c} at 1:12 a.m*
2:11 a.m
c//you still up?
2:14
me//ya
2:19
c//are you going to see alexander and kaleb?
2:25
me//well i figure that i will have to face it eventually
me//are they mad
2:31
c//not at all
2:32
me//somehow that just makes it worse
2:34
c//you're brave bree. it will be ok
2:35
me//thanks
me//you getting up or going to sleep in?
2:36
c//i will get up in 20. you should get some rest. quintin needs you
2:47
me//okay bye. talk to you later
2:48
c//and same goes for me. bye
*read {by me} at 2:50 a.m*
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