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Oct. 3rd, 2006 03:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Miho's room is, indeed, much more personal than the last time Mary Anne saw it. It's still stark and white - white walls, white sheets and comforter on the low futon - but now there's also a deep pile rug (also white, of course), on the blonde floorboards, and an enormous and extremely comfortable (white) leather bean bag sofa with a coffee table in front of it.
A book-case at one end of the bean bag has an eclectic collection of books, graphic novels and movies, and there's a small (digital) sound system next to the television. A few half-finished projects are lying on a neat desk. In other words, she looks like she's moved in, not as if she expects to leave at any moment.
A book-case at one end of the bean bag has an eclectic collection of books, graphic novels and movies, and there's a small (digital) sound system next to the television. A few half-finished projects are lying on a neat desk. In other words, she looks like she's moved in, not as if she expects to leave at any moment.
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:04 am (UTC)Heartbeat.
"I hope so."
There is, after all, no going back.
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:06 am (UTC)"I'm sure the decision wasn't made lightly."
decisions? Suck.
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:09 am (UTC)"Been sitting on it since May," she admits.
They suck outloud.
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:11 am (UTC)"That's a lot of thought."
She sighs, and looks away.
"How did you know it was the right decision?" And how do i know.
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:15 am (UTC)A mouthful of tequila.
"But I guess I can't know for sure."
Not without looking down paths she didn't take, and that's more than she's willing to do just now.
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:17 am (UTC)"Yeah."
Never can know for sure. And dammit, what's she supposed to do?
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:30 am (UTC)"You want a refill?"
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:32 am (UTC)"Yes, please."
With bourbon. Which is having the desired effect. She's beginning to feel a little warm - after all, there isn't a great deal of her.
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:39 am (UTC)She tops off Miho's glass, then returns to her own drink, letting booze and jazz blend together in her brain.
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:42 am (UTC)"Why is life so fucking hard?"
It's mostly a rhetorical question, and seems to be addressed more to her glass than to her company.
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:44 am (UTC)"If I knew the answer, lovely, I'd tell you."
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:45 am (UTC)Miho looks up, near-black eyes meeting oddly blue ones.
"I know. Don't suppose you have any advice for me?"
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:47 am (UTC)"Nothing particularly useful, 'm sorry."
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Date: 2006-10-03 04:50 am (UTC)"It's just. . ." This is the bourbon speaking. "Well, Goldy. She says that she wants to make this work, but she doesn't seem to want to put any effort into it. If we have a problem, she seems to think that a cute smile will make it better. And it doesn't work like that."
Sigh.
"She doesn't take me into account. I don't own her. But it would be nice if she thought about my feelings."
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:04 am (UTC)"Especiallly not confrontations with people they care about. Not defending it, 'm just saying."
And taking another sip of tequila, since that helps the philosophical processes.
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:07 am (UTC)She sighs and sits up again. Far too hard to drink whilst lying down.
"I'm just starting to think she doesn't care."
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:16 am (UTC)"In her own way."
Because she's not willing to believe just yet that Goldy doesn't care at all.
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:17 am (UTC)But not slurred enough. More bourbon.
"Her way is not conducive" Miho uses big words when tipsy "to us coming to any kind of fucking agreement."
Angry face.
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:20 am (UTC)"You may have a point there, sweet."
The point is toasted by more tequila.
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:23 am (UTC)Miho shrugs. The robe slips down again and this time she ignores it.
"And it sucks."
She sighs, and abruptly changes the subject.
"You know. Your eyes are fascinating."
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:25 am (UTC)(sisters and fiancees and ex-wives and entirely too many other women)
She laughs softly. "Glad you like them."
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:30 am (UTC)"Very much."
Pupils dilated, Miho's eyes are near as black as Mary Anne's are blue. Not quite, of course, for her eyes are purely human.
"And not just the eyes, of course."
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:48 am (UTC)This seems the appropriate time to steal a kiss.
So she does.
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Date: 2006-10-03 05:51 am (UTC)And kisses back.
And if there is just the smallest touch of desperation, what of it? She hasn't seen Mary Anne in a while, after all.
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Date: 2006-10-03 06:07 am (UTC)She reaches over and manages to set her glass on the coffee table without spilling; after that, both of her hands are free to hold Miho's face in optimal kissing range.
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