@OfStringsPulled [His beady black eyes smile and he leads her to the examination table] Your father’s interests and mine don’t exactly line up. I may need your assistance in the future. You’ll help me if I do this for you, correct?
@Rose_theBadWolf [It’s nearly a year since their last conversation in Rose’s room, dreaming of stars.
He’d meant to call, he really had, but time moves fast and ironically, sometimes he loses track.
@Rose_theBadWolf Yeah, yeah, we’ll be back at the office in a half hour. [give or take]
I’ll buy you lunch and you hear me out. [folds and shakes off his umbrella to set at the door. The shop is a little busy with people choose not to concern themselves with the news. They have a seat and M —
@Rose_theBadWolf You do. But it isn’t enough and “that isn’t your fault” [carefully echoing her words of three days ago. He holds the door open for her at a chip shop]
@Rose_theBadWolf [casually] None of them are going to work.
Yes, I was serious about lunch. If you're determined to die here, then I can at least buy you a decent meal.
@Rose_theBadWolf [pushes the door closed behind her and loops into her arm] I sent a text about lunch. I thought it'd be nice to get out of the office. You know. During the last week and such.
@Rose_theBadWolf [He is outside the door. How he knew the door is his secret and don't even ask. M actually has a beard. A real, trimmed and glorious beard, complete with hat and of course, umbrella. It's pissing down]
@OfStringsPulled [hand still on her arm, he shushes her with a gesture of his hand] Are you a good actress or will I actually have to do what I said I'd do?
@Rose_theBadWolf [news breaks just three days later. The first gale warnings for sea areas in the English Channel are issued at 0630 UTC on Friday and were followed, four hours later, by warnings of severe gales. This is the beginning. The BBC reports this as an odd happening and reminiscent --
Ain't it a gentle sound, the rolling in the graves?
Ain't it like thunder under earth, the sound it makes?
Ain't it exciting you, the rumble where you lay?
Ain't you my baby, ain't you my babe...?
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