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nope 

@occulthalo   *   are u okay

@horrorcams :(

mmee

do you dance? 

@occulthalo   *   maybe.

perfect.  it could be fun,  you never know. 

i know,  [  she laughs,  ]  what do you think the band will say? 

@occulthalo   *   this is so crazy.

any time.  

@occulthalo   *   you got it.

booth! always. 

@occulthalo   *   sure. booth or regular table?

[ phoebe made haste in getting up to her room, closing the door behind her. she tossed some of her loose belongings into her closet, her room already pretty tidy. walking over to her desk, she pulls the cord on her lamp. ] 

@occulthalo   *   [ he grins, walking over to stand where he could see her window. ]

[   she laughs,  ]  sure you are,  vance.  see you up there.  [  she heads towards her house,  still wearing his jacket.  ] 
            
            /    you’re an idiot steve harrington!!! 

@occulthalo   *   i thought you didn't want me to see them.

[  she opens up the suitcase latches,  grabbing the stack of unsent letters.  she offers them to him hesitantly, a hint of embarrassment of how much she poured her heart into them.   ]  here.  you can have them. 

@occulthalo   *   it's only been a year.

@occulthalo   *   i'll see when the next gig is.

okay,  then yes.  i wanna hear you play. 

@occulthalo   *   not really.

@sparkingbolts   *   yeah, you too. i'm donnie, by the way.

i'm going to leave before it gets dark.   take care,   stranger.

@sparkingbolts   *   that makes sense.