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| A Call to Draven cut short. | Started by: DonnieTheLionHeart on Feb 13, '09 03:08 |
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Donnie awakes in the night to find himself slumped on the floor next to his bed, he stumbles to the bathroom and pours out a glass or water, He must of drank an awful lot a few hours previous his head was all over the place, he could hear a scrap going on outside he moves to his window and spots two cats fighting it out over the last of the neighbours garbage, Donnie smiles at the sight and sits in amazement for a good few minutes, he looks down at his timepiece and realises its just gone 3am, but he couldn't sleep a certain lady had be in his mind all day and most part of the evening, he had one thing left to do before he could go back to bed, he grabs the landline and dials, it clicks a few times before connecting. "Hello..?" a soft voice replies "Draven is that jooo" Donnie slurs his speech a little"Theres something I need to tell you!" he claims "What...... what is it Donnie, Do you know what time it is?" Donnie giggles "My jeart bongs to youf." The line goes dead. |
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Draven looks oddly at the phone and wonders who that was on the other end. "My jeart bongs to youf." Draven pondered this saying and wondered who or what they ment to say. "Hello?" The line sat dead as she stared at the phone aimlessly. "Hmmmm.. How odd?" Draven look again at the phone and wondered who or what the person thought or was thining. "Maybe it was just hte move. I need some sleep." Draven sat in her bed staring at the phone for another prank call. |
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| Reply by: Draven at Feb 13, '09 03:15 | |
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