"Why, thank you...", he replied breathily, leaving his mouth parted slightly after the word "you" made it's final decent into her fluttering heart.
Her eyes widened and locked his as they both gazed intently. A beautiful energy of fear and innocent vulnerability played about the softness of her skin, and it had been almost one beautiful eternity before that fateful and sudden word threw itself into the room; much like Kramer would in Seinfeld or your mother fifteen minutes after you've gone to bed because she "forgot something"
"Arpeggio", he uttered, with an impassioned, almost slightly ironic angry face". But with surprise she shook her head, as if waking from a trance she would never remember again. Then gazing back at him with a frown and an ever slight tearing of the eyes: she deleted him off her phone and went back to bed.
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This short was inspired by this hilarious video by college humor: http://youtu.be/NdbP6cSFJXs
And loosely based on a texting conversation my friend told me about
