Ice Cold ||Georgia+Cam
Sitting with a blanket around her, Georgia stared at her phone.
!! Unable to send. Try again?
The words had been taunting her for the last two hours, and her phone was on the last bit of life it had. Why did the storm have to hit while she was away? Couldn't it have waited until she knew where everyone was?
With all the talk of the people being swept away, and one man already dead, well...she was scared, to say the least. Had the storm hit Bluebell? Her dad must have heard the news and was worried about her...what if he left the shop to come grab her and take her home...?
All those questions and thoughts floated around in her mind, causing her to shake both from an unknown chill, and fear. Her vision was starting to get blurry and she couldn't quite tell what the source was from. Why couldn't she read her phone? Something else that was horrible must have been happening.
A drop of water fell onto her screen and she looked up. No leak. She touched her cheek and blinked for a moment.
"...Oh." she muttered to herself. Tears. Oh, she was crying. In public. Wonderful, that was just...wonderful.