@ShadeStar
(I get like thirty more minutes of downtime than usual!)
(I get like thirty more minutes of downtime than usual!)
(I finally caught a break! My attention us being pulled in about 10 different directions.)
(Oooof)
(Oof)
She put her papers away, massaging her wrist. She sighed, this shit was going to kill her. But she brushed it off and headed back upstairs.
He tapped his pencil on the paper rhythmically to fill the silence.
(Wheeeee)
She put her papers away, massaging her wrist. She sighed, this shit was going to kill her. But she brushed it off and headed back upstairs.
He tapped his pencil on the paper rhythmically to fill the silence.
She sat back down next to him. "Do you mind if I put on a little music? The silence is starting to get to my head."
Lillian laughed cheerfully, “Let’s go see how they’re doing.”
Darren nodded and headed for the door.
She put her papers away, massaging her wrist. She sighed, this shit was going to kill her. But she brushed it off and headed back upstairs.
He tapped his pencil on the paper rhythmically to fill the silence.
She sat back down next to him. "Do you mind if I put on a little music? The silence is starting to get to my head."
“I do not like music,” an outrage, someone who didn’t like music? “What kind of music?” He asked after some careful consideration.
"Well what music do you enjoy?" She wanted to be accommodating but the silence was awkward.
“I do not like music,” he repeated, “What kind of music do you enjoy?”
"Hmm, well, I like musicals so I rather enjoy listening to the soundtracks that go with them."
Lillian laughed cheerfully, “Let’s go see how they’re doing.”
Darren nodded and headed for the door.
Lillian followed him out. She was smiling.
"Hmm, well, I like musicals so I rather enjoy listening to the soundtracks that go with them."
He nodded, “My mind does not care if you put music on,”
Okay…creepy… "Alright." She clicked on DEH quietly and hummed along with the words.
(You said, “do you mind?” His mind doesn’t mind)
(He said it was fine, now I'm confused.)
He stared at it with slight horror and confusion. “What is it?”
(He said it was fine, now I'm confused.)
(He doesn’t like noise but he won’t tell her she can’t put music on. He’s never really listened to music)
(Oh. My. God child. Pick a canon and stick to it.)
"What is this? It's music." She turned it off, already hating the silence.
Lillian laughed cheerfully, “Let’s go see how they’re doing.”
Darren nodded and headed for the door.
Lillian followed him out. She was smiling.
"What is this? It's music." She turned it off, already hating the silence.
“Yes, what musical?”
Lillian laughed cheerfully, “Let’s go see how they’re doing.”
Darren nodded and headed for the door.
Lillian followed him out. She was smiling.
“Your wife seems to have disappeared,” Darren chuckled.
“She’s not my wife,” Ryan corrected. “Not yet,”
"What is this? It's music." She turned it off, already hating the silence.
“Yes, what musical?”
"Dear Evan Hansen. One of my favorites." She smiled slightly.
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