[ While she had the drive and guts to pursue the toughest of stories as a journalist, Karen is finding herself lacking courage when it came to attempting to call Frank. It’s late at night and she can’t sleep. He’s on her mind. He’s been on her mind since he walked out of her apartment. She keeps analyzing and overanalyzing every gesture he made and word he uttered, but no amount of thinking about it seems to bring her peace.
There’s only one thing to do. She reaches for her phone and quickly opens her contacts, finding the pseudonym she put his number in under and quickly thumbing a text to him. If he gets it, he gets it. If he doesn’t… Well, she probably won’t be falling asleep very easily. That’s the price you pay for a head full of thoughts. ]
[ he's always awake, but when his phone silently lights up he isn't easily persuaded to reach for it. it's late, though, and people don't contact him in general that often so he reasons it could be something. one of his many friends he claims not to have could be in trouble and need his unique methods, just for an example. he's stircrazy enough that he's grabbing the phone off the floor within seconds, not minutes.
but the message he finds there is perplexing. not just because it's from karen (he knows her number on sight alone, and everyone else who knows his number is already programmed in.) it doesn't sound... urgent, though he'll ask anyway. he has to to ease his own racing mind. ] you OK?
[ Instantly, she feels a little bad for texting at this hour, but it’s not as if she can take it back at this point. She bites her lip as she stares at the screen for a moment. ]
[ he is trying to learn things at group which is probably the only reason he isn't flying off the handle right now. be proud or something. ] why do you think that
[ other than the fact that i'm a dick, is what he doesn't say. ]
[ so that couldn't have been it!! ugh can they just not talk about matt until he magically resurfaces again? that's frank's super insensitive hot take on this. sorry karen. ]
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There’s only one thing to do. She reaches for her phone and quickly opens her contacts, finding the pseudonym she put his number in under and quickly thumbing a text to him. If he gets it, he gets it. If he doesn’t… Well, she probably won’t be falling asleep very easily. That’s the price you pay for a head full of thoughts. ]
Hey. Are you awake?
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but the message he finds there is perplexing. not just because it's from karen (he knows her number on sight alone, and everyone else who knows his number is already programmed in.) it doesn't sound... urgent, though he'll ask anyway. he has to to ease his own racing mind. ] you OK?
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Yeah, just restless.
[ Karen pauses for a moment. ]
I’m sorry if I woke you up.
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[ like anyone could ever do that. but he gave her this number so he realizes he should play ball. at least until she gets to sleep. ]
want to talk about something?
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[ For someone supposedly so good with words, Karen finds herself struggling to piece her message together. Maybe it's tiredness creeping up on her. ]
I was worried we parted on a bad note.
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[ other than the fact that i'm a dick, is what he doesn't say. ]
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just the way you were acting
[ Karen bites her lip and continues with a theory. ]
Was it because of what I told you?
[ Yep, pretty solid theory. ]
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[ so that couldn't have been it!! ugh can they just not talk about matt until he magically resurfaces again? that's frank's super insensitive hot take on this. sorry karen. ]
no. you didn't do anything wrong.