[MW] Write about time spent with family.
[Set in greypicketfence. Dad/Flack is and_dontgetcute. Jordan is an NPC.]
“So are you watching or what?”
Haley had her phone pressed to her ear as she settled into the couch, reaching for the remote to turn on the television. Her first Thanksgiving away from home was going to be rough, but she was insisting on keeping some traditions intact, namely the early morning watch of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. And if that meant having to be on the phone for three hours long distance with her father, then that was just what she was going to have to do.
There was a lot of loud noise in the background and Haley frowned a bit. Usually the quiet of her father’s apartment shielded them from the noise of the parade route, but right now, her father seemed to be right in the middle of it. “Yeah, sweetheart. Watchin’ is one word for it.”
“Oh my God-are you working the parade?”
There was a particularly loud scream, and she could hear the wince in Flack’s voice as he spoke again. “What was that, Hales? I missed it.”
“I said ‘Are you working the parade?’” she sighed, projecting her voice a bit into the phone. She knew it wasn’t going to help him hear her, but she figured it might if she enunciated a bit.
“Maybe.”
“Are you insane?” she laughed, shaking her head. “That’s the biggest mob day of the year.”
“I know, I know it is. But they were short handed, and since you weren’t home-”
She had a feeling that there were more than enough uniforms to go around on Thanksgiving, and her Dad was just using it as an excuse not to miss her, but she still thought he was a little bit insane for going to that much of an extreme.
“You’re insane,” she sighed. “But I miss you too.”
She could hear the smile in his voice as she continued. “You better be home for Christmas. I do not need an excuse to work Christmas Eve.”
“I’ll be there. If I didn’t have a performance tomorrow, I’d be there right now.”
“Good,” he sighed. “Look, Hales, I’d love to stick around, but-”
“I know,” she nodded. “You’re busy. Just tell Grandma I said hi and call me later tonight?”
“I will. You and Jordan be safe, alright?”
“You too. Stay away from the crazies.”
“I will. I’ll talk to you later.”
She sighed as they both hung up, before shifting as Jordan came into the room and curling into her a bit. “This Thanksgiving sucks.”
“I know, sweetie,” Jordan sighed as she shifted closer. “I miss ‘em too.”
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“So are you watching or what?”
Haley had her phone pressed to her ear as she settled into the couch, reaching for the remote to turn on the television. Her first Thanksgiving away from home was going to be rough, but she was insisting on keeping some traditions intact, namely the early morning watch of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. And if that meant having to be on the phone for three hours long distance with her father, then that was just what she was going to have to do.
There was a lot of loud noise in the background and Haley frowned a bit. Usually the quiet of her father’s apartment shielded them from the noise of the parade route, but right now, her father seemed to be right in the middle of it. “Yeah, sweetheart. Watchin’ is one word for it.”
“Oh my God-are you working the parade?”
There was a particularly loud scream, and she could hear the wince in Flack’s voice as he spoke again. “What was that, Hales? I missed it.”
“I said ‘Are you working the parade?’” she sighed, projecting her voice a bit into the phone. She knew it wasn’t going to help him hear her, but she figured it might if she enunciated a bit.
“Maybe.”
“Are you insane?” she laughed, shaking her head. “That’s the biggest mob day of the year.”
“I know, I know it is. But they were short handed, and since you weren’t home-”
She had a feeling that there were more than enough uniforms to go around on Thanksgiving, and her Dad was just using it as an excuse not to miss her, but she still thought he was a little bit insane for going to that much of an extreme.
“You’re insane,” she sighed. “But I miss you too.”
She could hear the smile in his voice as she continued. “You better be home for Christmas. I do not need an excuse to work Christmas Eve.”
“I’ll be there. If I didn’t have a performance tomorrow, I’d be there right now.”
“Good,” he sighed. “Look, Hales, I’d love to stick around, but-”
“I know,” she nodded. “You’re busy. Just tell Grandma I said hi and call me later tonight?”
“I will. You and Jordan be safe, alright?”
“You too. Stay away from the crazies.”
“I will. I’ll talk to you later.”
She sighed as they both hung up, before shifting as Jordan came into the room and curling into her a bit. “This Thanksgiving sucks.”
“I know, sweetie,” Jordan sighed as she shifted closer. “I miss ‘em too.”
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