Faith Gohr (bcuzfucksnakes) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2014-05-29 15:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-10-07, faith, frankie |
Now my stomach is sick
Who: Faith and Frankie
Where: Their home
When: Early evening
With this being Faith's first time being a professor instead of just an aide or the instructor of a lab, it meant that she had not fully anticipated the workload that she was going to have to put up with. Yes, she had expected that it would take up a portion of everyday, but she had not expected that it would take up quite so much. For the first few weeks she had done just fine with it, indulging in her brainy side with the more brawny one got a break. She found herself sitting in her office, browsing through extreme sport sites. There was a place nearby where you could go rock climbing and rappeling and she was seriously considering signing herself and Frankie up. Further north in the U.P. there was even wreck-diving in the Great Lakes and she knew Frankie would get a kick out of that one. Yeah, she would have liked it more if there had been the danger of sharks in the water, but sometimes one just had to make due with what one was given. Freezing cold waters that could kill you if you did not get out in time should be plenty enough on top of the other risks inherent to doing it. There was a long weekend coming up and if she skipped out on the lab then they could definitely pull it off...
So Faith had printed off a few brochures and had them in hand when she got home from work. "Frankie!" she called out, slinging her messenger bag onto the couch. Later she would come back to pick it up, knowing that if she started to leave things around then there was no chance for the house to be clean. "Honey, I've found this really cool thing we could do next weekend if you want." She was smiling as she followed the scent of Frankie towards the office. Now, she thought that Frankie was in there because she was doing something with her photography. The idea that Frankie had gotten bored had never crossed her mind. Faith did her best to avoid letting Frankie get bored because she knew what the outcome was: never good for her things.
But when she entered the office she stopped, mouth dropping open. There was Frankie alright, and she was messing around with pictures... her pictures. Her slides for tomorrow's lecture about the black mamba, to be exact. From what she could see from where she was stood it looked like a few pictures had been inserted of honey badgers. Honey badgers growling, honey badgers sleeping, honey badgers eating snakes... Faith's mouth snapped shut and her eyes were glittering, hints of red creeping in, as she looked at the brunette sitting at her desk. Yes, they shared it, but they did not share her class notes. "Oh you had better have a really good reason for what you're doing right now or this is going to be a baaaaaaaaaad night."