Recent content by Elizabeth Whitney

Beth looked over as Doran appeared, smiling and turning towards him. "Not yet," She teased him. "Careful though, there's still time." She laughed lightly, brushing at her bangs absentmindedly. "You ready for dinner or do you want to walk around a bit first? I've been here long enough I could...

Beth rolled her eyes. “You can count on me,” she teased, not failing to see the irony in it. Once they were off of the phone, she did her hair and makeup before heading out to meet him. She was glad to be meeting in something other than her running clothes. She’d been a mess when they met. It...

Beth laughed lightly. “You aren’t old friends?” She teased him. “Sure, half an hour works, I just got out of the shower myself, it’ll give me time to do my hair,” She smiled. “I’ll see you soon then, bye,” She countered, giving him time to respond before hanging up and moving to the bathroom...

Beth put the phone on speaker, setting it down so she could get dressed completely. She giggled as he dropped the phone. "Hey. You seem to have a thing with the ground," she teased him when he came back on. "I know a good Chinese place nearby. When are you wanting to go? I'm a bit hungry right...

Beth smiled, sitting on her bed. “Oh, I know a few places. When do you want to go? And what do you like?” She asked, laying back on her bed and studying the ceiling. Did this count as a date? It sort of felt like a date. Maybe it was just a friends date. That made more sense. More of a get to...

Elizabeth smiled at the voice that greeted her. “Oh! You’re that man that knocked me over. Hello, Doran!” She greeted cheerfully, opening her drawer and taking out some clothes. She started to get dressed. “Sure, I’d like that. When would you like to meet up?” She asked him, pulling on a cute...

Elizabeth had just gotten out of the shower, still wrapped in a towel, when she heard her phone ringing. She hurried to her room, grabbing her cell phone and quickly answering the call. "Hello?" She asked, trapping the phone between her shoulder and her ear as she moved to her dresser.

Beth laughed lightly. On impulse, she grabbed his hand and scribbled her number on his palm. "Why don't you just call me instead and we'll grab some food sometime?" She gave him an impish grin. "You're too dangerous out here," she teased.

Beth smiled. "Fair enough." She countered. "Well, it was nice being smashed first thing in the morning but I should finish my run," She gestured past him, indicating her desire to continue on.

Beth smiled. "Usually," she told him. "I don't usually get bowled over," she teased him. "I need to stay in shape so I tend to run at least every other day," she told him easily. "Do you?"

Beth smiled in return, offering out her hand easily. "Elizabeth. Everyone calls me Beth." She countered. "In case you missed it, runners go that way," she chuckled, pointing back behind him.

Beth straightened herself up, stretching out a bit and testing her limbs. She seemed to be alright. She gave the man a shy smile. "Well I'm a little flattened but I'm okay," she teased him. She reached back, tightening her ponytail again. "No real harm done."

Beth let the man help her up, wincing at the aches it brought out. "Well, it does make for an interesting story," she winced, rubbing her backside from where she'd hit it. "Are you okay?'

-godmod approved- Beth wasn’t really paying attention, lost in thought as she was, when someone knocked into her. Caught off guard- literally, Beth toppled back onto the ground, the stranger with her, yelping as she hit the ground. It took a second for the stars in her eyes to clear, and when...

Beth was slowly growing out of her shell since leaving home. Going no contact with her mother and father in law had been hard, but ultimately worth it in the end. She'd been accepted into a school fairly far away from home, a whole different country even, and it was so far the best decision...