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[golfins_missus]

*goes shopping despite her protesting ankles*

*finds the cuteness of infant clothing far outweighs the protests of her bloated body*

*eventually starts heading back, laden with bags*

*and promptly walks straight into her soon-to-be-ex-husband, dropping her purchases*

Oh crud.

Er...

Could you help pick those up for me? I can't bend down these

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[_fingolfin]

*hesitates*

*slowly gathers up your bags, replacing articles that have fallen out*

*hands them to you*

[golfins_missus]

*fidgets slightly*

Thank you...

[_fingolfin]

*nods*

...

*continues on his way*

[golfins_missus]

...

Look. Can we at least TRY being civil for ten minutes to each other?

[_fingolfin]

*turns sloooowly around*

You don't call this civility?

[golfins_missus]

Civil as in conversing with each other?

[_fingolfin]

*sarcastically*

Don't you want your lawyer present?

[golfins_missus]

*feels herself torn between yelling and bursting into tears courtesy of all those lovely hormones*

*faint lip-wobble*

[_fingolfin]

:s >:|

What the fuck do you expect me to say, Anairë?? "Lovely to see you"? "Nice weather we're having"??

[golfins_missus]

*opens her mouth for a retort, then gasps*

[_fingolfin]

*is at your side in an instant*

What is it? What'sthematterareyouallrightareyouinpain? Here, sit down. *guides you over to a bench* You shouldn't be exerting yourself in your condition. :/

[golfins_missus]

*smiles a little*

It's alright. Just a sharp kick. I think he or she bruised my kidney.

[_fingolfin]

Oh.

Right.

*backs off a bit*

[golfins_missus]

*sighs*

It's alright. It's your child too, after all.

[_fingolfin]

*won't reiterate that he was concerned about you*

Yes, and I'd appreciate it if you kept that fact in mind.

[golfins_missus]

Believe me, I do.