Clink. The sound of fork against the cheap porcelain dish. A crumb falls off the desk.
Whirl. The hum of computer, turned on again after a day's rest.
Beep. A catchy, refreshing tune. Fast and practiced fingers clicking against the new keyboard.
Laughter. An old friend knocks, an unexpected presence. Seeing each others' subtly grown features on the computer screen. Talking. Remembering. Smiling. Catching up with the gossip. Talking. Talking. Laughter.
Grudgingly bidden good-byes, promises of a distant future's meet-up.
Chuckle. A shake of the head. A casual glance at the bottom right of the screen.
Anguished scream. Bedtime has passed, but the pile on the desk remains untouched.
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I like what you write on all_unwritten.
I'm very retardocore with regards to the nuances of LJ social heirarchy,
But would you like to be my friend? :D
My little drabbles in all_unwritten are really not good at all, but thanks for the compliment. :D
I am actually a retardcore with all forms of social hierarchy- I don't friend people too much. Especially the people I've never even internet-talked to. But considering that you don't seem to be a raving, bloodthirsty maniac, I'll friend you. But I must warn you that most of my entries are either private or public, never friends-only. So in terms of visible entries, me friending you won't matter too much. But I'll do it anyways. :)