Bjorn had been away with the band for a few weeks. It was not at all a long tour, but it had been jam packed with shows and parties and celebrity what not that kept him busy! He hadn't forgotten about the girl he met before leaving, though. In fact, all he was thinking about was coming back and calling her up. So that was exactly what he did as soon as he was home and slept off the jet lag.
He wasn't very tech savvy and really his phone was mostly a mystery to him. He managed to find Gabby's name though and hit the call button without too much issue.
He wasn't very tech savvy and really his phone was mostly a mystery to him. He managed to find Gabby's name though and hit the call button without too much issue.
Gabby had been in the middle of cleaning the living room. Sometimes she went through these 'I need to rid the underside of the couch of it's dust bunnies' kind of phases. So it would be a moment when her phone went off before she answered. The sound of Pachelbel's Canon was coming from somewhere under the stack of magazines on the coffee table. Which was odd. Only two people called her. Her job or her sister (in that order) and they both had their own ring tones! She'd snatch the phone up and, seeing Bjorn's name, quickly answered. "Hello? " She was a tad bit out of breath as she answered the phone.
Bjorn was sitting in his house on his bed lounging with one of his goats when he'd called. He sat up when she answered, liek she could see he was in repose and grinned. "Gabby! Hullo! It is Bjorn, how are you?" He spoke quickly and loudly like he wasn't quite used to the device.
Gabby had been kneeling on the floor with a broom under the couch, she was just too weak to move the thing on her own! So she'd lean forward on the couch using her elbow to prop her up. "Oh hey! How was your tour?" She couldn't help the silly grin she was giving her phone probably glad he couldn't actually see how much of a dork she currently looked.
Bjorn pushed off his bed to pace around the room. He never knew what to do with himself when he was on the phone! "It was good. We had a lot of fun and very many fans showed up. I wish you could have come to a show!" But that would have meant she would have had to travel and that obviously hadn't happened. "I would like to see you." He got right to the point after the small bit of chitchat.
Gabby listened intently even blushing a little when he said he wanted to see her. She'd look down at herself and mentally groan. She was in overalls that had seen better days, a silly t-shirt she'd had for as long as she could remember, and her hair was being pulled out of her face by a sweaty bandana. "Oh? When? Maybe we can actually plan to go somewhere that way I don't end up dragging you off to the cookie place in the middle of the night!"
Bjorn laughed about the cookie place. "But I liked the cookie place!" He was teasing a little... maybe. "I would like to see you whenever you a free, Gabby. You may pick the time and place if you would like?"
Gabby was going to need a shower... and perhaps to raid her sisters closet again. But then if she kept showing up in Dea's clothes poor Bjorn might be utterly confused if she showed up in her own one day! "Well I would need to shower.. Tonight? I picked the time so how about you pick the place" Because Gabby's options were pretty thin. Cookie place, Work, or home. Or the place where they met.
Bjorn brightened and spun around to pace his room the other way. "Yes! It is a date that. I shall pick you up at seven? I know a place you might enjoy." Or he hoped so anyway.
Gabby just agreed to a date! She'd nod as though he could see it "Okay seven I will be ready" And ready in what who knew! Not these overalls that was for sure. "I am sure I will like where ever you pick" She'd try to get up from the floor "See you then!"
"Excellence! I shall see you then." Of course, he'd need her address or else they'd have to meet at the bar they had first seen each other in. So long as she provided an address, he'd be there a little before seven. He needed to leave early to make sure he found it!
Gabby had been smart enough to provide Bjorn with the address thankfully. However she was now going to spend the rest of her time before he arrived running through the apartment like a made woman. After her shower she'd thrown just about everything out of her closet onto her bed vetoing every last outfit. Finally she'd search her sister out because obviously she was going to need a little help with the whole..getting dressed thing.
Dea had been asleep for most of the morning. She woke to a flurry of clothing being thrown around Gabby's room and stood in the doorway to watch the chaos. Gabby was free to take anything out of her closet on the conditions it came back spotless and Gabs had fun that night.
Bjorn checked the address several times before going inside to knock. He wanted to make sure he was in the right place; he wasn't the best at these things!
Bjorn checked the address several times before going inside to knock. He wanted to make sure he was in the right place; he wasn't the best at these things!
Gabby would spend a good deal of time in her sisters closet. There would be mumbles of 'too revealing, where is the rest of this, can this get any shorter, where is the back of this shirt!?' as she went through piece by piece. Finally she'd settle on a darker red shirt that laid off one shoulder and a pair of her sisters dark jeans since her own would be too baggy looking. She'd brush out her hair and just skip over make up since she didn't feel like looking like a clown.
When Bjorn did come Gabby would answer the door holding her boots "Oh..Sorry I uhm...just need a minute to put my shoes on. " She was blushing and obviously nervous.
When Bjorn did come Gabby would answer the door holding her boots "Oh..Sorry I uhm...just need a minute to put my shoes on. " She was blushing and obviously nervous.
Bjorn was relatively well groomed himself. He had his hair braided and pulled over one shoulder instead of it being the wild silky mane Gabby had first seen. He was also wearing a nice shirt with a vest over it and slacks. Of course the sleeves were rolled up on his shirt and is wrists still sported the leather cuffs he loved to wear. He couldn't fully hide the rocker!
"Please, do take your time. I do believe I am early. I did not want to be lost." He grinned at her and waited outside the door, arms over his chest. "You look lovely."
"Please, do take your time. I do believe I am early. I did not want to be lost." He grinned at her and waited outside the door, arms over his chest. "You look lovely."
Gabby turned a bit of a deeper red "Oh! You look lovely too! I mean handsome...nice.. Uhm.. Want to come in for a moment? " She'd wave him in and if he chose to follow the direction she'd close the door behind him and head for the couch. " Early is a good thing. I like being early though sometimes when work has me in before 6am then I am not so early. I am lucky if I am awake!"
Bjorn just smiled. Gabby was adorable when she floundered like that! He walked into the apartment as invited and looked around as he made his way to the couch. He plopped down comfortably like he'd been there before. "That is way too early. I like to sleep in, if I can."
Gabby took a moment to slip into her shoes then turned at Bjorn and smiled "I imagine not many rockstars like getting up early. Maybe I was one in a past life and that's why I hate to get up early." Once she was ready she'd stand "Going to grab my coat and then we can go!" Which she made a quick trip to her room to grab her black jacket that had obviously seen better days. "Okay! All set. "
Bjorn kept on smiling at her and chuckled. "I supposed not. We are not made for the early hours." Though, that was a new things for him. No longer did he go to bed at dark like he had as a child. "Alright." When she got back with her coat, Bjorn was standing and waiting to go. He checked his phone for the time and offered his elbow for her to take. "Shall we?"
Grinning up at Bjorn she'd slip her arm in his "I think we shall" She'd stop outside the door to pat her pocket to make sure she had her cell phone and while she did she mumbled a bit. The mumble was to lock the door behind them she was too happy having her arm in his to have to pull away so she could dig out the keys to lock it. "Where are we going?"
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