ROsalind and Becky looked at their new home. Becky was going to be a student, since she had decided she did want to continue her education, and Rosalind refused to leave her behind when she came to teach at the school. They were unpacking their bags when Roz's cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey Sis, it's me."
"Hey Orli, what's up?"
"Loving school, loving the dorm, not loving my girlfriend. She left us."
"Aw, are you and Tom still together?"
"Yeah, not exactly."
"Oh well. It'll all workm out, I'm sure. You really should consider coming to school here, bro!"
"Maybe. I ljust love music too much. DOn't feel like leaving Juliard yet. Maybe you can get Feelie over there at some point."
"Doubtful. That girl will never move inland. Living in New York is hard enough for her as it is."
"Agreed. Is Becky there?"
"Of course." Ros handed the phone to her lover.
"HEy Girlie," Prlando said.
"Hi Orli. What's up?"
"Nothing much. You taking good care of my sister?"
"Of course."
"Making sure she's eating regularly and sleeping enough? You know how she can forget when she gets carried away with something."
"I know. Hey, are you guys coming out here for the hokidays, or are we all going out on your dad's boat?"
"We haven't decided yet. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Give Willow my love, and tell everybody I said hey. Maybe I'll come teach these girls a bit over one of my breaks."
"Sounds good to me, talk to you later." Becky handed the phone back to Orlandop, who tlaked to his sister a little longer and then they hung up. Rozalind promptly set the phone on the bedside table and tackled her girlfriend to the bed.