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Tweak says, "DANNY DEVITO!"

Shane Marion (wolfishane) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-02-23 11:57:00

Entry tags:

big bad wolf, red riding hood

Who: Boyd and Shane
What: Talking! Lots of fun!
Where: Outside Cosa Nostra
When: After this and this.
Warnings: TBA

Shane had come home to talk to Boyd, determined to tell her what had happened and just hope she wouldn't be too upset. They needed to talk regardless.

But when he got there, she was gone, with only a note left behind. Gone to see Daniel with Rosalie.

Insult to injury. He felt too spent to really be upset. At least she'd left him a note, he supposed. At least Rosalie was there, and she hadn't gone to see him alone, where ever he'd gone to hide.

If she was off visiting Daniel, he assumed she'd go straight to her shift at the club afterward. So he waited, smoking by the window, listening to music, and not really getting any productive thinking done because the urge to call her or find out where she'd gone was so strong. No, that wouldn't do any good. Better to wait, just talk to her in person.

He walked down to the club when it was around the time she usually got off her shift, and he waited for her to come out.

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wolfishane
2010-02-23 07:11 pm UTC (link)

He stopped walking as well, and listened to what she had to say.

He should have expected this, seen it coming. The fact that he should have didn't mean he had, and it didn't make what she was saying hurt less, despite the fact that he could recognize how much of it was true.

He was feeling so many things at once, and, as usual, he had no idea how to articulate them. Whatever was going on internally flashed through his eyes and then went away. Shutdown Shane.

"You stay in 601," he said. "I'll go somewhere. I couldn't--it's all your things, Boyd. I don't think I can stay there right now. I'll get my things when we get back, and I'll find somewhere else to stay."

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ex_sanguine300
2010-02-23 07:21 pm UTC (link)

She put her fingers over his mouth. "No. I want my apartment, and my things. I'll call to get your apartment cleared out in the morning, Shane. Don't fight me on this, 'cause I just wanna go home and go to sleep right now," she said honestly. "And quit hiding things from me like that. If we want this to ever work, you gotta stop that. You gotta find a way, sugar," She said.

She leaned up on tiptoes again, and she kissed his cheek, slow this time, lingering. "I'm gonna take a cab home, and you're gonna go get some sleep. Day after tomorrow, you and me, we're gonna have breakfast. You can treat a girl."

She took a step back, and she put her arm out for a cab, ignoring the throbbing in her hand. She'd take care of it when she got home. She didn't want him feeling guilty, not now, not on top of this.

A cab stopped, and she hesitated a moment before hugging him achingly tight. "Night, sugar," she said softly, before slipping away and into the cab.

She watched him until he was out of sight.

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wolfishane
2010-02-23 08:41 pm UTC (link)

He watched Boyd leave.

Well. That, it seemed, was that.

There was a tightness in his chest. This, he assumed, was the sensation that a normal person would probably attempt to alleviate by shouting, or crying, or breaking something. He, of course, had his own methods. He didn't do any of those things, nor did he go home. He resolved to walk all night, or until something felt better. Probably all night. At least by the morning, Boyd's things wouldn't be there to face him when he went home.

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