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PREPLAY: Overland Park, KS, Friday Evening
Jan. 3rd, 1999 08:39 pm[blah blah blah here be a chunk of canon ending with "Oh my God, you... have a bulletin board."]
For a while, Kate just sat there on her bed, somewhat stunned, two ballet tickets in hand. It was getting to be a familiar feeling, not really getting what had just happened. Eventually, she shook herself out of it. He'd given her the tickets, just like he'd given her the earrings. No real reason why she couldn't use both to make herself feel better, so she reached for her phone.
It didn't take long to figure out who to call. Neither of the Irishmen were going to appreciate this particular freebie, so she picked a different number and waited for the recipient to pick up.
For a while, Kate just sat there on her bed, somewhat stunned, two ballet tickets in hand. It was getting to be a familiar feeling, not really getting what had just happened. Eventually, she shook herself out of it. He'd given her the tickets, just like he'd given her the earrings. No real reason why she couldn't use both to make herself feel better, so she reached for her phone.
It didn't take long to figure out who to call. Neither of the Irishmen were going to appreciate this particular freebie, so she picked a different number and waited for the recipient to pick up.
