[The phone rolled into his other hand, and he lifted it victoriously. That was when his thumb hit send.]
That's the spirit.
[Now he was escorting her out the crowd quite slowly; his left arm wrapped around her waist and supported her from behind. But the cane she used was dictating their speed, and their walk outside the crowd was more of a limp. He hastened to take all her weight - there were a few remaining barriers, and probably eyes on his back.]
Re: Texts in the Plot Thread
Date: 2013-08-24 02:40 am (UTC)Let them. :) It doesn't make a difference to me.
Re: Texts in the Plot Thread
Date: 2013-08-24 03:23 am (UTC)That's the spirit.
[Now he was escorting her out the crowd quite slowly; his left arm wrapped around her waist and supported her from behind. But the cane she used was dictating their speed, and their walk outside the crowd was more of a limp. He hastened to take all her weight - there were a few remaining barriers, and probably eyes on his back.]