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[notcalledlizzie]

Stupid cold.

Elizabeth had made it to both her classes (stupid history substitute turning up today to do stupid lesson two days before stupid Thanksgiving.), but that was her limit.

She dropped a note on Charlie's pillow

Am bad (and unwell) girlfriend. Happy Birthday! Present to come later. xxx -E



Then she curled back into bed and went back to sleep again.

Stupid cold


[ooc: Will be back with working laptop tomorrow.]

Comments

Left on Lizzie's Vocie Mail Sunday

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Not sure you saw this. I left it for Liz on Lana's journal Sunday 'cause LJ was still acting up and people weren't getting comments...]

"Hi, this is Lana Lang. John Sheppard wanted me to let you know that he was injured in a sword fight yesterday and he's at the hospital on the mainland. He should be back at Fandom High Tuesday. He has his laptop, so if you want to email him he'll get back to you once they back off on his medication. Feel free to call me if you need any more information. Thanks."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Before Egytpian Archaeology, Charlie slipped into the room to grab something from his locker. He was quiet as he crept past Liz's bed and picked up the note. He smiled after reading it, folded it up and put it in his pocket.

He watched her sleep for a moment, then crept back out, quietly closing the door behind him.

[OOC: Awwww!]