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Dec. 8th, 2006 10:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shelley_wintersShelley opens the door quietly when she gets home. She's tired. Not sleeping well - it's catching up with her, slowly - and then a busy day running around at work takes it out of you rather. And now a stretch of evening watching her back, trying to avoid Elan in her own house. Not much to look forward to.
He's there again, sitting on the coach and reading.
The living room smells like cleaning fluid.
She rolls her eyes to herself and shuts the door behind her.
He's there again, sitting on the coach and reading.
The living room smells like cleaning fluid.
She rolls her eyes to herself and shuts the door behind her.
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Date: 2006-12-08 10:45 pm (UTC)"Greetings, Lady Shelley. How was your day at work?"
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Date: 2006-12-08 10:52 pm (UTC)She could have a bath. That would be nice... so long as she didn't fall asleep in it. Oh, dear. Cup of coffee first, maybe.
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Date: 2006-12-08 11:00 pm (UTC)"Well, you look nice today, and my condolences if your day was not to your liking."
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Date: 2006-12-08 11:07 pm (UTC)"Coffee?"
It's automatic - if you're boiling the kettle, you offer to do so for others. But she still bites her tongue immediately after doing so.
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Date: 2006-12-08 11:11 pm (UTC)"Yes, please."
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Date: 2006-12-08 11:35 pm (UTC)The little ritual helps, a little, spooning coffee into cups and pouring over water before stirring and adding a splash of milk. She emerges slowly, trying to stop her hands shaking with the slight weight, so as not to spill any on the carpet.
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Date: 2006-12-08 11:43 pm (UTC)"Thank you, Shelley."
An experimental sip. Very bitter.
"Hmmm."
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Date: 2006-12-08 11:48 pm (UTC)Oh, coffee. For when tea just isn't quite kicky enough.
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Date: 2006-12-09 12:05 am (UTC)"Do you know that you never meet my gaze?"
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Date: 2006-12-09 12:09 am (UTC)She does. She has done.
"...Maybe I don't want to," she says after that brief hesitation, voice cold.
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Date: 2006-12-09 12:10 am (UTC)"Can you though?"
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Date: 2006-12-09 12:13 am (UTC)"And I said. Maybe I don't want to."
Stop looking at me.
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Date: 2006-12-09 12:16 am (UTC)"I was simply curious, because I think your eyes are beautiful and I so seldom see them directly."
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Date: 2006-12-09 12:27 am (UTC)Shut up shut up shut up-
"Tough."
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Date: 2006-12-09 12:49 am (UTC)"Why can you not now, though? You could before."
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Date: 2006-12-09 12:55 am (UTC)She closes hers instead.
"I don't like it."
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Date: 2006-12-09 01:01 am (UTC)(Eyes I dare not meet in dreams)
"That may be why you do not, but why can you not?"
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Date: 2006-12-09 01:23 am (UTC)(Stand. I want to get a good look at you.)
"No. I don't know, and I don't want-"
She crosses her arms over her chest in subconscious defence. She doesn't like it.
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Date: 2006-12-09 01:27 am (UTC)Excellent.
"...My apologies for bringing the matter up."
A sip of his coffee.
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Date: 2006-12-09 01:40 am (UTC)Not fair.
As if anything ever is anymore.
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Date: 2006-12-09 01:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-09 01:59 am (UTC)Then she gets to her feet, in one quick motion, and makes for the stairs. A bath won't solve a thing... but maybe she'll feel a little better.
Maybe.