|John Haveland (phony_king) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2013-07-18 20:54:00
|Entry tags:||isabelle darlington, prince john|
Who: John and Isabelle
When: Tuesday night
Where: John's apartment
What: John's done lost his temper
John made sure that Isabelle heard when he arrived home. He was seething with her impudence to have lunch with his brother when he explicitly denied her permission. The cat made herself scarce as soon as John stepped into the living room with a deep frown on his face. He noticed Isabel's purse on the sofa, with a light scarf (that HE'D paid for), tossed carelessly aside when she'd returned home from Lunch. He ground his teeth. A napkin from a pizza bistro was tucked in the side pocket.
John put his briefcase down firmly on the coffee table.
"ISABELLE. COME HERE. NOW," he barked, loosening his tie a little. Oh, she would catch hell for this. He wasn't having his do-gooder, busy-body brother interfering with his relationship, but how could he monitor it if Isabelle didn't respect his wishes? She would do as she was told, or so help him!