Lyle Majors (smartassets) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2011-10-07 22:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | ingrid, lyle, nico |
Sunday February 1st 2009
Who: Lyle and Nico (and probs Ingrid)
What: Whatever
Where: Their apartment
When: Sunday morning
Rating: PG (as far as I know)
Life had been somewhat tense in Lyle's apartment since The Night. Ingrid was still kind of miffed that he talked to Nico and not her, and also that Lyle was being a little bit dickish about his unwillingness to forgive and forget properly. He couldn't blame her for that. It was harder to just let go with Ingrid, because she meant so much to him and he loved having her close but at the same time he hated having her around. It brought forth a great internal conflict Lyle was having trouble balancing. And Nico, clearly trying to keep the peace, just stayed quiet and did what needed doing and tried staying out of his vampire roommates way. Which of course made Lyle feel a little guilty, and it made him worry that Nico would just move out on him one of these days.
It was thoughts like this, and similar ones, that had Lyle up and about very early on Sunday, even awake before Nico for once. Lyle could have gone outside and stood on the front lawn and not fear burning, that's how early it was. But since it was so early and he had nothing to do, he decided to cook- first starting a batch of chocolate chip cookies from scratch, and while those were baking whipping up a quiche for Nico when he got up. And while he worked, he smoked a joint from the Canada stuff Ingrid had brought him, and he did something that most people had never heard him do before- he sang.
"Chiquitita, tell me what's wrong
You're enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How I hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
I can see that you're oh so sad, so quiet..."
It was quiet, low and smooth, his voice full and rich and deep. It wasn't loud enough to wake anyone, but certainly loud enough to be heard by those already stirred from their slumber.