Stephen receives this ... missive ... which appears to have been ... a ... collaborative effort ....
... The sound of headdesking is probably audible from outside his office.
Finally he writes ... something.
Write me again when you sober up. - S.
And gives it to the house-elf to give to the waiting raven, and after it's gone, wonders what on earth she's on about hands for. His hands happen to be scarred from a particularly nasty interrogation in Minorca. They're missing three fingernails from that occasion. Maybe she's remembering the other-self's hands? Oh God. What if drinking brings the memories out even more for her? What is she telling whoever is helping her write this thing?
*OMG SO ANGRY! totally warded*estebanmdJune 16 2006, 09:51:58 UTC
.... Must ... stop ... sleeping ... with ... teenage ... girls. Really. Because they just don't know how to be discreet!
A bit more headdesking later, Stephen writes back:
I take it from the handwriting that you have shown yourself incapable of discretion. I go to great lengths to protect you and now you compromise everything, for what?
Re: *OMG SO ANGRY! totally warded*nopower_overmeJune 16 2006, 09:56:25 UTC
[copious tears litter the parchment]
Only told Lily, she loves me, Stephen, and won't tell, said I'm no whore. Needed Lily. Sorry, Stephen, please don't hate me. Can't see the scratches, too blurry, the important is in the scratches, always is...
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... The sound of headdesking is probably audible from outside his office.
Finally he writes ... something.
Write me again when you sober up.
- S.
And gives it to the house-elf to give to the waiting raven, and after it's gone, wonders what on earth she's on about hands for. His hands happen to be scarred from a particularly nasty interrogation in Minorca. They're missing three fingernails from that occasion. Maybe she's remembering the other-self's hands? Oh God. What if drinking brings the memories out even more for her? What is she telling whoever is helping her write this thing?
... *headdesk*
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Awww, mad? Lo... miss you?
Shagging is more fun when you're drunk. But lectures are good too. You're sexy when you lecture.
M'not so drunk I don't know things, Stephen, so many things. Blue bottles are things, lovely things!
I would like a demonstration from your hot sexy prffsor hands about wand positions. In person, so we can get HANDS-ON US ME experience.
KISSES!
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A bit more headdesking later, Stephen writes back:
I take it from the handwriting that you have shown yourself incapable of discretion. I go to great lengths to protect you and now you compromise everything, for what?
This is a grave disappointment indeed.
-S.
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Only told Lily, she loves me, Stephen, and won't tell, said I'm no whore. Needed Lily. Sorry, Stephen, please don't hate me. Can't see the scratches, too blurry, the important is in the scratches, always is...
[way more tears all over the place]
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