She glared at the phone, willing it to ring. There were a million things she could be doing, _should_ be doing, but instead she just sat there. Waiting. Of course she _could_ pick up the phone and dial, but that wasn’t an option for her. That would require her to swallow her pride and show _weakness._ Which was tantamount to failure in her own mind. Although really, did it matter? She weighed the pros and cons of the situation, carefully evaluating the possible outcomes. Maintain her cool vs. Getting what she wants. Sit around the house and wallow vs. Getting what she wants. Get angry and moody vs... Okay, that was really unhelpful. After all, it was a matter of _principle_ wasn’t it? She told herself she wouldn’t do it. Told herself that she wouldn’t give in to her irrational feelings. Desperation was universally unattractive, wasn’t it? Maybe this was how guys felt all the time. Maybe she should be nicer next time one called her incessantly. Letting out a groan, she banged her head on the desk. 2007-11-25T04:35:34Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/14452 <p>Ha, a different style for you, but great nonetheless! Love it.<br />5/5<br />LoA</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/14452?basename=24924 2007-11-25T04:35:34Z Stovohobo http://ficlets.com/authors/stovohobo <p>I agree!</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/14452?basename=24856 2007-11-25T00:12:02Z Lone Writer http://ficlets.com/authors/solopen <p>Haha. I love how sharply this ends, with a thud! 5 stars.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/14452?basename=24834 2007-11-24T23:09:48Z Storykeeper of Fae http://ficlets.com/authors/smile <p>I&#8217;m sensing a theme here&#8230;great work as usual.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/14452?basename=24794 2007-11-24T20:27:05Z m8ryx http://ficlets.com/authors/m8ryx