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ooc:LOL okay...........

meanwhile...
"I understand. I'll be back as soon as possible..................alright alright give me a few days...........2 thats fine...............bye" Benjamin said dropping the phone. He collapsed into the chair and ran his hand through his hair sighing loudly.
 
"Boys" she said rolling her eyes but laughing "so impatient. You'll have to wait and see" she replied teasingly. "So schools out already?" she asked Frankie.

"Well, I'm on summer break. But, I've been off for a while. All the advanced classes at the university let out early," Frankie shrugged. "And I had heard the trouble my older brother had gotten into and decided to check up on him."
 
Bridget felt a little uncomfortable as Frankie mentioned Ryan and the trouble he had gotten into. She still felt very guilty about the whole thing and wandered how Frankie must have felt about it. "Errmm.........a chicken burger and some chips. I'm not much of a salad person" she replied.
 
Frankie nodded. "My brother is a fan of getting into trouble, it seems to be a bit of a habit for him," frankie shrugged, pulling the menu from her brother. "I think I'll just get a caesar salad wrap."
 
Ryan sighed and glanced at both, smiling, glad to be with both.

Meanwhile...

"Doctor!! Doctor!!..." The nurse called, she had very good news.
"What? what is it?.." He sat up and ran outta his office in a motion.
"Its your pacient!! James!! he has awoken!!.."

He felt lost, outta place and dozed...
"what....a hospital¿?....what...what happened?.." he began to ask...

"Please call Ms. Winston and tell her in this instant!!.." The doctor shouted before entering his room.

James glanced his way, huge confusion on his eyes...
"Mr. James, glad you've awoken.."

"What?...James?." not a reaction they would like.
 
ooc:dramaaaaaa

ic: Frankie grinned. "This one time, when we were younger, he was probably like 6 or 7, and he decided that it would be a great idea to climb the roof of our house. Cause thought he could fly." Frankie looked over at Ryan. "Let's see, you broke your... right arm and fractured your leg... plus mom didn't let you out of her sight for nearly a year."
 
Ryan wanted to kill her, but then he grinned..."Did you know, when she was like 10 years old... she wanted to make a birthday cake for dad...but.." His grin turned somewhat evil..."she happened to cause a fire because she tried to make herself....all over the kitchen....Since then, mom wouldnt let you touch the oven or anything...Right?..."
 
"What about the time you tried to join the cheerleading squad? You know, in high school? Just cause you thought that it would help you get more friends?" Frankie shot back.
 
Bridget smiled a she watched Ryan and Frankie take shots of each other. She was getting to know all these things about both of them and she enjoyed the company. "Cheerleading?.........really. Gotta tell the guys at work about that one" Bridget teased.

ooc:Oooh its about time lol.
 
occ: Read my last post... Bridget's cellphone should be ringing by now XD

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Ryan didnt listen properly to what Bridget said, organizing his thoughts about Frankie...."Frankie....what about that time you wanted to join the math club just because the guy you had a crush for was there....you even didnt care people called you geek...at least I got friends, tell me about you..." He folded his arms across his chest... half smiling.
 
ooc:Oh haha sorry.

ic: Bridget felt her cell go off. She quickly grabbed it. "Excuse me......" she said getting up and walking towards the restrooms so she could hear properly. "Hello......." she replied.

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Benjamin put his cell phone down. He had tried calling Bridget but the line was busy.
 
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Ryan didnt listen properly to what Bridget said, organizing his thoughts about Frankie...."Frankie....what about that time you wanted to join the math club just because the guy you had a crush for was there....you even didnt care people called you geek...at least I got friends, tell me about you..." He folded his arms across his chest... half smiling.

"Touche," Frankie said, leaning back in her chair. "You're lucky I haven't talked about the soap operas, Ryan," she said, smirking evily.
 
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