#watimewarp

Callum: Hey, update for Sarah.

Callum: We went to Alvaston, but there's no office space, and our old house isn't for sale.

Sophia hadn't seen Callum since they'd met that night at the bar. She'd been worried sick about him, literally. She couldn't keep anything down at all. The lengths he was going to to torture himself disturbed her in a way that she hadn't felt in a while...and it was all her fault. No matter what the reason was, she'd feel terrible but the fact that she'd had a hand in all of this made it so much worse for her. From the way he'd acted that night, she literally thought she'd never hear from him again. She'd been legitimately shocked when he'd said he wanted to see her.

She'd changed out of her dance clothes quickly freshening up before leaving the studio and telling the accomapnying pianist they could pick up where they'd left off in the morning. She drove quickly, absent-mindedly making her way through the streets until she pulled up in front of his office. She sat in the driver's seat for a while, composing her thoughts in the silence of the car, the humming of the engine fading as she turned it off and took the key out of the ingnition. 

Kimi glanced at her watch, tapping her foot in a steady rhythm. Holding a cup of coffee in both hands and watching Charlie try to replicate Sophia's dance moves as Sophia practiced her routine in the studio. The fact that it was only just turning seven and her sister had been up for who knows how many hours beforehand made Kimi sigh. Her sister worked so hard, becoming so good, and still had to attend Charlie's field trip with Kimi. The girls had been asked to go on Charlie's trip for lack of adult supervision, which seemed ridiculous because what mother or father wouldn't want to help out their twelve year old son or daughter? A person could take pictures, save memories, just like Kimi planned to do.