Peace checked her phone. It had been all of twelve minutes. She couldn't order her thoughts in English, she was vaguely certain Miklos was telling her he couldn't do anything.
And maybe that he didn't hate her (which was clearly nothing to do with the bucket and everything to do with the fact he'd said nothing to her about expecting a partner). But the jury was still out on that. "Ich weiß nicht, was zu tun ist."
A beat as the phone again whined, slightly shrieky with a throbbing undertone. "Wer ist das?"
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Date: 2015-09-07 08:47 am (UTC)And maybe that he didn't hate her (which was clearly nothing to do with the bucket and everything to do with the fact he'd said nothing to her about expecting a partner). But the jury was still out on that. "Ich weiß nicht, was zu tun ist."
A beat as the phone again whined, slightly shrieky with a throbbing undertone. "Wer ist das?"