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Honey Skye Griffin (queen_of_gods) wrote in paxletale,
@ 2010-09-20 14:34:00

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It had been a few days since Honey recieved the photograph on her cellphone of a little girl and her husband kissing in public over a simple cup of coffee. After finding out the slut lives in her building she decides to get her point across.

Outside of Evan's door is a a gift box wrapped in aqua blue with a big, beautifully formed bow in pink and matching blue polka dots.

The tag reads, "I thought of this and knew you deserved it."

(will Evan open?)

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	OOC the_allfather 2010-09-20 06:50 pm UTC (link)
	LOL! Pierce loves Honey forever, the end. Or maybe that's just me but he def. does too. (Reply to this)

the_wanderlust
2010-09-20 09:33 pm UTC (link)

( shit yes, she's going to open it! LOL. )

After a couple of days settling in to Pax Letale and one day spent on an accidental and disastrous coffee date, Evan had finally gotten around to applying at a diner within a short distance of the apartment building, mostly because her poor truck was still exhausted from their little cross-country adventure. Sure she'd start up the engine and head around town in search of bits and pieces of neglected furniture to decorate her eclectic ~~at best~~ apartment, but that was more to let her p.o.s. two-tone buddy stretch its legs.

Rounding the corner from the lobby into the hallway, it took her maybe .008 seconds to notice the little box outside of her door. It stuck out like a sore thumb, really. Strolling to a halt, the doe-eyed Kansan went to a crouch next to the lovely gift box, thumbing the tag. I thought of this and knew you deserved it. She almost hated herself for the grin she couldn't keep from curling the corners of her lips -- oh, she knew who she thought it was from. With the grin came guilt, but she'd wrestle with that later. For now? She had a present to open.

Collecting the pretty-wrapped boxin one arm and digging her keys out of her messenger bag with the other, the little lady half-skipped into her apartment, an added pep in her step despite the sordidness of receiving a gift from a married man. Really, she did feel bad ... but curiosity was winning out at present.

She wasted no time in setting the blue and pink-bowed mystery on the kitchen counter, unwrapping the bow and lifting the lid without a second thought.

( bum bum buuuum. )

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queen_of_gods
2010-09-20 11:33 pm UTC (link)

Maybe Evan should have shook the box or pressed it to her ear as if it had some sort of secret to tell. Luck was not on her side this day however, as she tore off the lid and peered inside to find her hearts desire.

But alas this was not the stuff of romantic teddy bears and gourmet chocolates.

Hundreds of bees and biting gnats flew out from her present in menacing glory!

In the bottom of the box, written in angry words of red is this, "How's that for a magic trick? A kiss turns into a sting."

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the_wanderlust
2010-09-21 12:27 am UTC (link)

Not a paranoid person by nature, Evan didn't think to put a cautious ear to dainty gift wrap to listen for the tell-tale tick, tick, tick of a bomb. From now on, she'd be more cautious.

Honey might have done herself the favor of putting a motion-sensing camera in the box of insects; the look of pure shock on the young girl's face as she peeled back the lid, the smitten smile turning to abject horror ... truly, a Kodak moment.

There wasn't much to do in a situation like this. Really, her eyes were closed for most of it, a garbled yell echoing the bare walls of her sparse apartment. "OH HOLY JESUS SHIT." ... don't judge. She'd been bug bombed, and she could spout whatever nonsense she wanted.

Pain stung across her face, eyes closed tight to keep the gnats from taking her sight. She'd flung herself back when Pandora's Box opened like a fucking nightmare, slamming into the wall and bringing the one thing she had hung up -- a small frame of her and her dad -- crashing to the ground. Hitting the floor, she crawled on hands and knees towards what she hoped was the front door, slamming her head into the kitchen cabinet before finally bumping the door. One hand blindly swung upward, pulling at the door knob until it swung open.

She spilled into the floor like a swollen train wreck, swatting at herself and rolling on the carpet like she was on fire. "Fuckfuckshitbitch!" She didn't use that language usually, but this was ... kind of a special circumstance. Her shirt came off in an instant, hands beating at the bites she couldn't see on her stomach and back. Fast-thinking, she stuffed the shirt at the seal of the door, keeping those buzzing bastards at bay.

When all was said and done, Evan leaned against the wall across from her door, her left eye swollen shut thanks to a bee sting just to the side of her laugh lines. The gnats' bites had left small welts here and there on her bare arms, a few on her face, with a few more bee's poisoned kisses on her right arm. Thankfully she had her cell phone with her, buried at the bottom of her bag. So shirtless, swelling, bleeding from small bites all across her usually flawless skin, Evan dug through her bag, half-delirious. Why couldn't she grasp the phone? With one tear-blurred eyed she removed her right hand, staring at what appeared to be a hoove. Blink once, twice, and third time? And it was gone. Just a shaking hand.

Well, shit.

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