For Guy [August 11th]

[mentalistjane]

"There." He hung up the shelf in his kitchen, the work of several hours, and let out a yawn. Patrick was tired, which wasn't too much of a surprise. He usually kept going until he was about ready to pass out anyways, and now he had gone a solid twenty hours without sleep making little bits of furniture for his place, mostly shelves

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[patriotqueen]

They hadn't parted well last time. Americans aggravated Guy on a good day, and Patrick was a fine example of one. Of course, Guy had been in a terrible mood and when he was in a terrible mood there was no use in talking sense.

Later that same day Anthony found a basket on the doorstep. For Guy. Scones. Guy had snorted and he had eaten them all for dinner. The following day he had blamed his hangover on them.

He found Patrick by a tree and sat down on a piece of blanket. "What's in those scones of yours?" he asked, assuming Patrick was awake underneath them and not caring if he wasn't.

[mentalistjane]

Patrick didn't even open his eyes, but he did lift his eyebrows underneath his hat in surprise. Had he just drifted off or had he been asleep? Hm. Hard to tell.

He responded drowsily, "Flour, milk, some of the island's version of blueberries, sugar. Light brown sugar topping." He rolled one hand behind his head, still dozing. "Nothing liquor related, unless those blueberries were fermented."

[patriotqueen]

"They didn't sit well with me at all," Guy said, unabashed. "Please do pay closer attention to the ingredients used in future. I wouldn't want to see you sentenced to solitary confinement for poisining the island's inhabitants."

He was back to normal, though not really, not if he thought about it. So he didn't think about it.

[mentalistjane]

Patrick lifted his hat at that, giving Guy a slow, sleepy eyebrow lift. "I thank you for your concern, and I'll be more cautious in the future, so I don't poison you, accidentally."

He dropped the hat back over his eyes, and stretched, as he remarked, "So no scones in the future. Where do you stand on muffins?"