tell_a_tale_mod (tell_a_tale_mod) wrote in tell_a_tale, @ 2007-06-10 23:05:00 |
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Original poster: laquerforwords
Who: Ade McPherson and Dominic James.
When:June 8th. Late morning, close to noon.
Where: Dominic's Apartment.
Why: Decisions need to be made.
Open or Closed: Closed.
Rating: TDB.
Status: Incomplete.
Lead in from previous scene..
Adelle didn't want to leave without apologizing to him in SOME way, so she sat in the livingroom and after taking a notepad and pen from her bag, she started writing.
Mr. James,
I cannot help but apologize to you somehow for intruding into you life the way I have, but I was hired by someone to help you out..and you did let me in your home. I'll understand if you don't want me to come back. I wont bother asking you right now about those pictures..or why they're put up in a dusty music box, WHICH..by the way..your cat knocked off of the dresser and I was simply cleaning up the mess. I really am sorry that it appeared as something completely different. I assure you..I know when to snoop and when not to. I will return tomorrow..for another try at this and you're more than welcome to send me away if that's what you wish. I hope the best comes to you soon. No matter what happens.
Sincerely,
Adelle McPherson
Adelle spent the rest of that day moping and finishing off a new pack of ciggarettes. Perhaps, if she smoked enough of them and quickly..she'd die before the day was over. Dinner alone never got less demeaning. Ever since her friend Sam moved out and off to Boston, she'd stayed alone. Quite a bit of tossing and turning, but she managed to get in a full eight hours of sleep.
The next morning..
After a morning shower and a cup of coffee, she paced her hallway trying to get up the guts to go back to Dominic's house. "You can totally do this..it'll be fine..stop being so vulerable and fidgety." She clenched her shaky hands into fists and headed for the livingroom. She wore a dress today, a blue dress that accentuated her curvy figure. A white belt was around her waist and she wore white and blue peep-toed heels. Her bright hair was in soft waves about her shoulders. Grabbing her bag, she headed out the door.
She reached Dominic's front door and just as she had yesterday, rang the doorbell and waited. She had no idea if he would answer the door, or if the maid would be there. She merely took a deep breath and braced herself for disaster.