She was limp as a ragdoll in his arms. She couldn't really comprehend that it was Apollo with his arms around her. She just sort of weakly held onto the coat she was pressed up against and mumbled into his shoulder. "I did. I called and..." Oh wait... no. She must have had a conversation in her head while she was manic. It happened to her all the time.
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Date: 2011-12-23 04:58 am (UTC)"Am I in Seattle?"