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It had been several months now, the heartache she faces still hurt her as she then noticed how fast the time went by.
The snow had melted, the birds were back and plants were actully growing again.
She sat in the window and looked outside to notice that the children were outside playing again, and she noticed that the sun made it's way onto the same spot on the floor as he cat slept.
She heard a familiar voice then say, "You've got mail!"
She quickly jumped to the front of the computer and clicked on her mailbox.
She saw his e-mail address and she smiled broadly, ever since she defeated the plague of computer viruses she was able to talk to her love once again.
With the sound of the mouse clicking on the mail she opened it and read it quickly.
This was the only way they could talk so it wasn't all bad. She Then began to type her response quickly, the sounds of the keyboard filled the room as her fingers quickly tapped on the letters, creating her reply.
She bit her lowerlip softly as she was home alone which wasn't all too much of a suprise.
When she was done with the letter she had guided the mouse to click 'send' and she prayed it got to him in time.
She had began to wait, moments seeming like hours only until she heard the familiar voice she had longed to hear.
"You've got mail!"
She nibbled on her lowerlip as she began to reply, smiling to herself as she then asked when he was coming down to join her for the Warped Tour.
She guided the mouse once again and the only thing left to do after sending the letter was to wait.
The wait was always the hardest. She always seemed impatient when she waited for James's reply.
She sighed as she tapped her finger against the computer desk impatiently, frowning at the computer.
She felt her heart sink when she looked at the clock to see she was waiting for 3 minuetes.
"What's taking him so long?" she whispered to herself.
Of course, having the perfect timing she had received her reply and she smiled.
She read through the letter happily, having her answer, simply telling her the same day as every year. The same day after her birthday.
She sighed and continued to type, asking him when he was going to come back, wanting to know if he planned to meet her at the concert or just pick her up.
She was excited, as soon as she saw him she knew exactly what she was going to do. Hug him, then leave this miserable, hell hole of a city with him.
Maybe they both could finally get out of this place while they had time.

Description
It had been several months now, the heartache she faces still hurt her as she then noticed how fast the time went by.
The snow had melted, the birds were back and plants were actully growing again.
She sat in the window and looked outside to notice that the children were outside playing again, and she noticed that the sun made it's way onto the same spot on the floor as he cat slept.
She heard a familiar voice then say, "You've got mail!"
She quickly jumped to the front of the computer and clicked on her mailbox.
She saw his e-mail address and she smiled broadly, ever since she defeated the plague of computer viruses she was able to talk to her love once again.
With the sound of the mouse clicking on the mail she opened it and read it quickly.
This was the only way they could talk so it wasn't all bad. She Then began to type her response quickly, the sounds of the keyboard filled the room as her fingers quickly tapped on the letters, creating her reply.
She bit her lowerlip softly as she was home alone which wasn't all too much of a suprise.
When she was done with the letter she had guided the mouse to click 'send' and she prayed it got to him in time.
She had began to wait, moments seeming like hours only until she heard the familiar voice she had longed to hear.
"You've got mail!"
She nibbled on her lowerlip as she began to reply, smiling to herself as she then asked when he was coming down to join her for the Warped Tour.
She guided the mouse once again and the only thing left to do after sending the letter was to wait.
The wait was always the hardest. She always seemed impatient when she waited for James's reply.
She sighed as she tapped her finger against the computer desk impatiently, frowning at the computer.
She felt her heart sink when she looked at the clock to see she was waiting for 3 minuetes.
"What's taking him so long?" she whispered to herself.
Of course, having the perfect timing she had received her reply and she smiled.
She read through the letter happily, having her answer, simply telling her the same day as every year. The same day after her birthday.
She sighed and continued to type, asking him when he was going to come back, wanting to know if he planned to meet her at the concert or just pick her up.
She was excited, as soon as she saw him she knew exactly what she was going to do. Hug him, then leave this miserable, hell hole of a city with him.
Maybe they both could finally get out of this place while they had time.