The sin was an hour our from seting but I was
still as nervous as I was the summer before my freshman move in day. Boxes with neatly folded clothes were stacked in my second closet, all ready for the movers to take them to my new digs at sunset.
Three boxes of shoes, two boxes of bags, five boxes of clothes. I ratted off my checklist before scratching that off in my planner. Finish packing clothes at 5:45 p.m. - but that was expected and very true to my character as a whole. Everything seemed to be going according to schedule which meant I could enjoy the call that rang in the next few moments.
I made sure to lower the volume so the shrill "melodies" wouldn't wake up a sleeping Cartier on the crown of my quilt: which was truly wishful thinking on my part when I think back about it.
"ZAHRA MAHRA!! I need you to look outside your window, babes! We have a surprise for you." A certain childlike voice screeched on the other line, making sure to carry out the 'u' sound.