MCA # -3; Late Wednesday Afternoon [ 02/17 ].
This was either going to wind up being a terrible idea or a not-so-bad idea. Angua would never be able to believe it was actually a good idea, but there were ideas much worse than a werewolf and a vampire having tea. But Angua was going to try to have it work. She was being modern. She was being open-minded. She was trying to be human.
And, really, it couldn't be that bad, right? She was likely overexaggerating with the whole vampire-as-a-landlady thing. She'd lived lived at Mrs. Cake's back in Ankh-Morpork, after all, a place filled up with all sorts of unde-- differently living. But living next door to and actually renting from a vampire was completely different.
Angua was willing to bet it lasted an hour. Then either all hell would break loose, or she'd be making as many polite gestures as possible to get her guest ushered out the door. And, if anything, although none of them were out being served (there were nice scones and chocolate biscuits for that), she knew she had given into a bag of those doggie treats at the shop earlier for a little post-incident therapy later.
Now all she needed was a vampire. One she wouldn't mind too terribly if she decided not to show up.
[[ up early because I have frickin' weird work hours. She'd expecting a guest, of course, but post is open if anyone else should like to stop by! ]]
And, really, it couldn't be that bad, right? She was likely overexaggerating with the whole vampire-as-a-landlady thing. She'd lived lived at Mrs. Cake's back in Ankh-Morpork, after all, a place filled up with all sorts of unde-- differently living. But living next door to and actually renting from a vampire was completely different.
Angua was willing to bet it lasted an hour. Then either all hell would break loose, or she'd be making as many polite gestures as possible to get her guest ushered out the door. And, if anything, although none of them were out being served (there were nice scones and chocolate biscuits for that), she knew she had given into a bag of those doggie treats at the shop earlier for a little post-incident therapy later.
Now all she needed was a vampire. One she wouldn't mind too terribly if she decided not to show up.
[[ up early because I have frickin' weird work hours. She'd expecting a guest, of course, but post is open if anyone else should like to stop by! ]]