William Birkin (will_birkin) wrote in harmony_fics, @ 2010-10-15 12:52:00 |
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Current music: | Pink Floyd - Free Four |
Entry tags: | heather mason, walter sullivan, walter/heather, writer: ilene |
The memories of a man in his old age are the deeds of a man in his prime...
WHO: Walter Sullivan, Heather Mason
WHAT: 100 word drabble; I've caught the bug. These two are damn hard to write in only 100 words.
WHERE: Walter's place
WHEN: Does it matter?
RATING: It's all insinuated but I'll say high to be safe.
“You’re crazy.”
“I’m well aware of that.”
Clothing rustled; someone moaned.
“You’re a lunatic.”
“You’re repeating yourself.”
“You’re distracting me.”
A soft laugh, followed by a whimper.
“You need to wash your hair.”
Now he was insulted. “There’s nothing wrong with my hair, Heather.” His eyes narrowed, fingers going still. “You’re doing an awful lot of complaining.”
“I’m just telling the truth.” Heather squirmed, flushed and sweaty.
“Then why are you here?”
She had no answer to that.
Walter smiled viciously. “Looks like the little bird doesn’t have all the answers after all.”
“Please.”
“What?” Walter felt smug.
“Don’t stop.”