'Oh my. That had to hurt. Is it ok now?' Dave said typing back immediately.
'It was very painful. I am relaxed now, laying on the couch watching tv.' Sandra typed back.
'Would you like company? I can come over and sit with you for a bit. Maybe bring my guitar and entertain you.' He typed back hoping she will go for that.
Sandra would love that but didn't want to jump to answer right away. She could picture him holding his phone waiting for a response making him sweat. 'Sure, if you want to.'
'If I didn't want to I wouldn't have asked.' He snarkly answered back. She could hear the tone of his voice through text or what she thought would be.
Her eyes opened wide and said to herself .. 'Well that was kinda sarcastic.' but then laughed.
'Ok, I don't mind if you come over. When would you be here?' Sandra asked in a text.
' I can be there in about 20 minutes. Is that ok?'
'Sure. The door will be unlocked. Just come on in.' Sandra told him through text.
They ended their conversation, putting down her phone she got up and hobbled back to the kitchen with her dishes. Put them in the dishwasher then went to the door and unlocked it. She was going to put a bottle of wine in the fridge to cool it but thought no, he has to drive home. Instead she put a fresh pot of coffee on then went back to the sofa.