[log] in the shadows of tall buildings of fallen angels on the ceilings

May 05, 2009 16:43


Most of the time, Maria can expect not to hear much out of Aloysius on a Monday. (He's always worked late, it's not that the house feels empty, just a middle-aged man and his habits.) Unfortunately, this particular Monday, when he did finally haul himself out of his office and back to the house, the first thing he did (standing in the hall with his ( Read more... )

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vitaedolce May 5 2009, 05:02:54 UTC

Maria answers sounding cheerful, but she kind of has a hunch.

"Hello, you! Guess what? I was just on my way to come surprise you!"

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weightofstone May 5 2009, 05:03:49 UTC

The tone will probably be a further clue.

"Really. Well, then, when you get here, you can tell me when exactly you lost your fucking mind-"

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vitaedolce May 5 2009, 05:10:19 UTC

"Oooh do not even start I am not having an argument over the damn phone, I hate these things. You can wait to yell at me until I get there."

...and maybe, she hopes, he'll have cooled down a smidgen by the time she gets there.

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weightofstone May 5 2009, 05:18:58 UTC

"Lady's preference." Aloysius hangs up, before he can be corrected about 'ladies' - a helpful indicator of mood, there, as well as incredibly rude.

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