❝leah / lee / leander❞ (![]() ![]() @ 2015-07-19 18:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1970, 1970.12, } 60s |
my river running high
It's getting late when Lee walks into the office of O&P, but the door's still unlocked. They keep long hours here. She wonders how many of their copywriters know they're allowed to leave at 5.
Her footsteps ring on the linoleum, her heels clack-clacking as she makes her way towards the corner office. She's way passed the point of having to ask a secretary where to look, but it's weird that everyone here knows her name when she's here maybe once a week, often less.
She pokes her head into the room, the smell of her perfume wafting in before her like the announcer at a formal ball.
It's slushy outside, not quite snowing, not quite raining, and she's all bundled up in a pale green coat with darker gloves, which she does not remove; she's not planning on staying long, she is not spending their anniversary in his office. She's gotten her hair set and she's wearing makeup, they're going to have a nice night out where she can ruin her dress sitting on the grass. She's not at all surprised to see the three of them in there. “I am sorry, I have to steal him. You can have him back tomorrow.”