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Annalisa Montgomery ([info]a_sinner) wrote in [info]quaffle_rpg,
@ 2009-09-01 19:53:00

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Characters: Annalisa and Bryce Derrik
Date: 01 September 2004
Location: Derrik Manor, West Sussex
Status/Warning: Private/R- Sexual content, language, semi-violence
Summary: Annalisa is getting ready to go out but nothing's ever easy in the Derrik household
Completion: In-Progress



Annalisa was riffling through her closet, dropping clothes haphazardly around her as she pulled things out, held them up, and discarded them. She was tired, exhausted really, from working out and practicing all day. All she wanted to do was get a drink and relax, if only she could figure out what to wear first. If it weren't for the fact that she could pretty much guarantee that the press would be around if they went anywhere worth going, she wouldn't have cared. But she didn't want to show up in the dailies tomorrow with her hair in a messy ponytail sporting grass-stained sweats.

When she heard someone come into the room she poked her head out the door to find Bryce and gave him a quick smile. "Hey are you getting ready?" she asked, glancing at the clothes he wore- he was still dressed for work. "We're going out tonight, remember?"

Sure, she'd considered the fact that it was a Tuesday but what did that really matter? She wanted a drink. In fact, Tuesday just meant that the bars would be less full of people. A nice quiet night out- now there would be a change.

As she turned back to her robes she could be heard grumbling, "'got too many damn clothes."


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[info]a_sinner
2009-09-06 08:53 pm UTC (link)
Annalisa laughed below his hand, grinning madly as she pushed him playfully to release her mouth. When he did and she was greeted with his lips she figured it wasn't a bad trade off.

His comment got a snort though. "If you want something and don't tell me what it is you can't blame me for not getting it for you," she pointed out, her brow up. He ought to have no fear of how many gifts he'd be recieving. Annalisa had always loathed the way his parents had treated him as a child and saw it as her own mission, in a way, to make sure that he had good birthdays and Christmas' with lots of well-thought gifts to make up for it. It wasn't anything she'd voice, of course, but it was the truth.

"Rubbish! Rubbish!" she called out in protest, laughter in her tone. She liked the weight of him on her body but he was just being ridiculous. "You're lazy, that's what you are. Laaazy."

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