How broadway became my Home, Ballerinas and Guns

Summary

All the phone calls and text messages in my stories so far.

Genre
Action/Adventure
Author
tia
Status
Ongoing
Chapters
41
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Chat 1


Phone convo

Blue Eyes: Good morning sleepy head

Me: Hey dad

Blue Eyes: Wait a minute I haven’t met him yet. How are you feeling today?

Me: my head is killing me right me

Blue Eyes: need me to do anything

Me: just continue to talk with me

Blue Eyes: okay. You don’t sound too good

Me: I know [crying]

Blue Eyes: sings Your Eyes to me until I calm down

Me: that soothes me. By the way my name is Tia.

Blue Eyes: I am Aaron… nice to meet you. I really like that nickname.

Me: Same here… just as much as I love your eyes.

Blue Eyes: Thank you

Me: you’re welcome

Blue Eyes: Do you have any plans today?

Me: no why

Blue Eyes: want to do breakfast with me

Me: of course…. At my place at 8

Blue Eyes: sounds like a plan. We also have a dress rehearsal today.

Me: okay. I just have to make one phone to my job after thin one with you. Please bring one of your hats for me.

Blue Eyes: will do

Me: you were in Les Mis

Blue Eyes: of course. How do you know that?

Me: I am into musicals

Blue Eyes: impressive much

Me: watched it a couple times

Blue Eyes: you did

Me: of course… great performance last night

Blue Eyes: thank you

Me: you’re welcome

Blue Eyes: maybe you should walk with pen and paper.

Me: what for?

Blue Eyes: so you could write down what you have to say instead of talking out loud.

Me: good suggestion

Blue Eyes: I know

Me: by the way it was your voice that kept me alert even though it wasn’t fully aimed toward me. You’re hotter when concerned.

Blue Eyes: Thank you… it is so sweet of you to say that.

Me: please text me when you get here?

Blue Eyes: okay

Me: I got to go now. Bye

Blue Eyes: see you later Tia

End of connivere…