Theatical Muse 311 - Thank someone for something.
I thought this was a human place, but I’m fairly sure the new family upstairs are Velourian demons. I wasn’t too happy when Mickey the Zipper told me, but he told me to look on the bright side. Some people like them - it’s not always a bad thing to have rodent-eaters living locally.
They say that there’s nowhere in the city where you’re more than ten meters from a rat but the right neighbours can clean up that problem fast.
I suppose I should be thankful. I really should. I’ve never really got used to being just on the edge of sleep and then hearing something scuttling in the walls; a gnawing sound somewhere in the room can be worse, though.
(We didn’t have that problem at the Hyperion. I wonder if having a vampire that didn’t bite people on the premises had something to do with that? I never thought of it at the time. He just kept blood in the fridge, but it can’t have felt natural to him. Perhaps he sometimes fancied a warm meal? I’m just as glad that I never found out, but it’s a bit late to thank him for that.)
It’s been quite quiet since they came. They don’t play loud music, either, you’d hardly know they were there. Maybe I should thank the Velourians for being good neighbours? I don’t think I will, though. They keep themselves to themselves. I don’t think they’d want to have a stranger knocking on their door just because he lives in the same building.
I suppose they might be lonely. They might be really delighted if I did knock … but I don’t think I’ll bother. I wouldn’t want them to invite me in for a snack.
Muse; Doyle.
Fandom; Angel, the series.
Words, 291
They say that there’s nowhere in the city where you’re more than ten meters from a rat but the right neighbours can clean up that problem fast.
I suppose I should be thankful. I really should. I’ve never really got used to being just on the edge of sleep and then hearing something scuttling in the walls; a gnawing sound somewhere in the room can be worse, though.
(We didn’t have that problem at the Hyperion. I wonder if having a vampire that didn’t bite people on the premises had something to do with that? I never thought of it at the time. He just kept blood in the fridge, but it can’t have felt natural to him. Perhaps he sometimes fancied a warm meal? I’m just as glad that I never found out, but it’s a bit late to thank him for that.)
It’s been quite quiet since they came. They don’t play loud music, either, you’d hardly know they were there. Maybe I should thank the Velourians for being good neighbours? I don’t think I will, though. They keep themselves to themselves. I don’t think they’d want to have a stranger knocking on their door just because he lives in the same building.
I suppose they might be lonely. They might be really delighted if I did knock … but I don’t think I’ll bother. I wouldn’t want them to invite me in for a snack.
Muse; Doyle.
Fandom; Angel, the series.
Words, 291