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Date Posted: 05.23
Author: Gianna
Subject: Where are you?

(Gi? Go to my place, now. Don't leave there until you hear back from me. She sighed as she rounded the little end table at the far side of the living room, and made her wobbly way back down the length of windows. What what she supposed to think? He had merely muttered a curse and said he had to go when she had attempted to question him. She growled, then sighed again as the baby did a somersault.) Okay, I'm sorry.. momma will try not to spaz.. (She murmured to the baby, stroking her taut skin and feeling the impatient shove back that she tended to get in response. The baby was a quizzical being, tending to respond in kind to her soothing, pressing back at her hands. She was within a week or so of labor, and felt like she had been a whale for months. Her back ached, her feet ached, her bladder ached.. speaking of which.. she headed for the bathroom for the seventh time in the three hours she had been alternately pacing and sitting pensively in Skeeter's apartment. As she did her business, she tapped her fingers on her thigh, impatient and nervous for news. It wasn't that she didn't trust Skeeter's ability, or that she didn't think he was just fine.. it was that she was on the outside now, and had no way of knowing what was happening. It made her irritable, itchy and downright scared. She wanted Justin home, to know that he was safe and whole. Back out in the livingroom, she picked up a blanket and tucked it over her shoulders as she resumed her tireless pacing. If he came home safe, she would kill him, for making her worry like this. Little Anonymous flipped over again and she rolled her eyes as he settled unceremoniously against her bladder.) That is not a couch, young man. (She said, tapping a finger against her belly in mock warning.)

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