1/2 She is hovering on sleep when her phone begins to vibrate softly, the motion against her cheek jolting her instantly to full wakefulness as she checks the screen to confirm it’s him. His voice is warm, like a sweet summer day and despite the miles that seperate them, if she closes her eyes she can almost imagine he is right there with her. She hopes he took a break from rehersals today and she thinks he did because he sounds less tired. He asks if she is watching the awards and it takes

her a moment tto connect the dots as she realises she forgot all about them. She admits as such and he laughs softly, the sound instantly conjuring up an image of him inside her head of his beautiful face that is even more beautiful when he is happy. “They say the memory is the first thing to go Gill” he quips and for just a second there is silence between them. “So what have you been doing tonight?” And she smiles sadly. 3/3 “Wishing I was there with you. Wishing you were here with me. You know, the usual.” Her voice is slightly teasing, but she knows he knows there is also truth behind her words because sometimes the seperation weighs so heavily on them both she is surprised they have lasted this long. “How about you?” And she is rewarded by the single word that bridges the physical distance between them like a salve to her emotions. “Same” End

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 Favorite thing to do on a Sunday : digging through my inbox and finding forgotten gold nuggets! Thank you for this one, anon!