Minutiae

Todays

"Oh my god, have you SEEN this video?!" Stella called out to her sister. "It's so cool."

Leelee took a quick look at the clip playing on the laptop, gave what seemed to be quite a non—committal agreement, and immediately left the table, opting to sit curled up in a small cushion-covered armchair. Within seconds, her eyes were closed and her head was back, her iPod playing god knows what. Stevie watched, amused, as Will entered the room, almost bumping into the wall as he texted quickly. It always amazed her, the speed at which someone's fingers could hit those keys correctly... Putting her glass of water on the small table next to the couch, she looked to her bandmate who sat at her side, eating an apple greedily.

"I'm feeling quite old, Mr Buckingham," she whispered to him, a hand on his bicep to get his attention.

"Huh?"

She gestured to his three children. "How does Will even spell a single word properly at that speed?"

"I'm not sure that he does," Lindsey laughed. "Look at this message he sent me the other day." Shifting over and eliminating the gap between them, Stevie watched as her bandmate tugged his iPhone out of his pocket. "See if you can figure out what he's actually saying?"

She attempted to read it, her forehead wrinkling in confusion. "Haven't got a clue." He put the phone away and put an arm around her shoulder, her head dropping to rest on his chest. "If you texted me something like that, I'd think you'd had a stroke or something!"

"If I texted you at all, you'd probably die of shock."

"True. I told you I'd answer, you know."

"You mean, you'd get Karen to answer?"

"Maybe," she agreed sheepishly, lifting her head and looking up at him. He was smiling down at her and she stroked the side of his face. "I'd try."