BREATHLESS III
At 5:00am, Rhea walked into her home, tired from a night out with the girls. She was glad they could cheer Marjorie up. She danced and laughe d the whole time. Emily was in high spirits too and so was Aria. She was exhausted though so she walked right to her bedroom and jumped straight into bed without taking off her clothes. Her sleep was cut short by a call from Emily at 12:00pm the next day. She was still drowsy and cursed as she rolled over to answer the phone. After talking to Emily, the sleep kinda went away so up to da kitchen she went; fixed herself a cup of coffee with scrambled eggs, turned on the TV, flipped through the channels and settled on Style. In the evening, Rhea sat and stared at her phone wondering if he'd ever call. He took her number on the dance floor and gave her a beep so she could have his. She saved his digits; secretly thrilled to the core and inwardly jumping with excitement. It was getting late and he had still not called so she picked