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Mar. 6th, 2006 01:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
leplusbeauFleur is fluffing pillows.
And cleaning.
And counting.
She wouldn't be counting days! Why would she be counting those?! She is counting pillows. PILLOWS.
Now she is counting the time ticking by on the clock. "I wonder where my 'usband iz," she asks herself aloud. She might have to call down and ask that their evening meal be delayed. She has been trying lately to have at least something warm for him waiting when he gets home.
And cleaning.
And counting.
She wouldn't be counting days! Why would she be counting those?! She is counting pillows. PILLOWS.
Now she is counting the time ticking by on the clock. "I wonder where my 'usband iz," she asks herself aloud. She might have to call down and ask that their evening meal be delayed. She has been trying lately to have at least something warm for him waiting when he gets home.
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Date: 2006-03-07 05:10 am (UTC)She straightens out her top as she bounds over to the front door and retrieves their dinner. It is starting to smell good in here!
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Date: 2006-03-07 05:41 am (UTC)He smells lamb kebabs and suddenly, he's famished. As soon as Fleur's back, he Summons plates and silver from their little kitchen, setting a makeshift table right here in front of the sofa.
Rice, lamb, iced tea, cucumber salad: it's just what he wanted.
For food, that is. Taking Fleur's hand in his, he tugs her to sit next to him. There's something so satisfying about just being here with her, sharing a meal, smelling her perfume: he thinks that possibly -- just possibly -- things don't get so very much better.
"You're wonderful." He grins at her before taking up a forkful of rice.
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Date: 2006-03-07 05:48 am (UTC)"Feel better, now?"
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Date: 2006-03-07 05:52 am (UTC)He kisses her lips.
Fleur. Lamb.
He loves her.