|Rapunzel (obscurityfalls) wrote in paxletalelogs,|
@ 2011-08-07 22:05:00
|Entry tags:||nephthys, set|
I promised to knock
Who: Idris and Vanessa
What: Vanessa’s smoke alarm decides to be evil.
Where: Vanessa’s apartment, #205
When: 3:00 a.m. Wednesday Morning
Vanessa had a long day at the hair salon, having had worked from open to close. By the time she had gotten home, all she had wanted to do was to sit down and pass out, but of course that never happened, she could never go right to sleep. Starved, but not in the mood for a cereal, Vanessa took a list of phone numbers off of the fridge. It was a handmade list on pink lined paper with names and numbers of various take-out restaurants. Some were crossed out and some were highlighted. She crossed out the ones she despised, and highlighted the ones that were good. She picked a random Chinese take-out number from off of the list, and ordered steamed dumplings, shrimp lo-mein and white rice.
She had to work early the next day, and wouldn’t have any time to do anything to her hair, which meant Vanessa would put her hair up in rag rollers. It took forever to do, but when you woke up the next morning, all you had to do was remove the rags and her hair was done. It made her already curly hair more uniform with tighter curls. After a glass of wine or two, Vanessa went to sleep, accidently leaving her Chinese food out on the dark cherry stained coffee table in the living-room.
At approximately 3 a.m., Vanessa was woken up by a loud beep in the kitchen. It wasn’t loud enough to say, be heard by everyone in the apartment, but Idris might have heard it. Was it an alarm clock, her microwave, cell phone? Nope, it was a smoke alarm that was very poorly placed on the top of the ceiling, near the stove. Vanessa grabbed a rickety kitchen chair and stood on it, trying to reach the smoke alarm with no luck. Not bothering to put the white unsteady chair back, she climbed up on the counter top and tried to reach the alarm. She was able to reach it, but for some reason, she couldn’t unscrew the alarm from the wall, it was completely stuck. Vanessa was unsure if she was just at a bad angle and couldn’t reach it properly, or if it just wasn’t going to come off. The beeping repeated every minute like clockwork, clearly the batteries needed to be replaced. Trying a different strategy, Vanessa grabbed the tall broom she had. Before she went back to the smoke alarm, she opened and unlocked her door, figuring someone would hear it eventually and come knocking. Vanessa tried to smack the smoke alarm off of the ceiling, definitely banging the ceiling in the process. This made the smoke alarm go wild and it started beeping very loudly over and over again.
Her hair in white rag rollers, dressed in a light pink tee-shirt shirt and little yellow ducky shorts, Vanessa was getting angry. Vanessa’s apartment was put together, for the most part. In the living-room she had a large green sofa, the dark cherry coffee table, matching end tables, and of course a decent sized television. The dvd player was still not hooked up, and the dvds were in a box in front of the dvd tower. Decorating had randomly been one of the first things she did. The living-room was decorated mostly with black and white photos of Miami and New York, but there were also random family pictures she had converted to black and white. The kitchen had a grey table with white cheap chairs, but the table itself was still covered in boxes, mostly kitchen stuff that Vanessa never used. She had decorated the kitchen with as much pink as possible.