Drabble
RL definitely depressed the writing muse this month but to celebrate the last day of November I present a drabble. A drabble containing an awful metaphorical pun, no less. I wish I could say that I'm sorry, but we all know that would be a lie.
Jim fixed him with a glare.
"You know, Chief, this particular experiment is getting old."
"Come on. Important scientific measurements here."
"The only thing we're measuring is my patience." Jim heaved a long-suffering sigh. "Oh, all right. Do it."
"I've got to adjust the music first." Blair twiddled with the volume control on the stereo, making a careful note of the settings in his notebook.
"Just get on with it."
"Okay. Ready?" A resigned shake of Jim's head was his only reply, to Blair's broad grin as much as his words, before Blair let the pin between his fingers ... drop.
Jim fixed him with a glare.
"You know, Chief, this particular experiment is getting old."
"Come on. Important scientific measurements here."
"The only thing we're measuring is my patience." Jim heaved a long-suffering sigh. "Oh, all right. Do it."
"I've got to adjust the music first." Blair twiddled with the volume control on the stereo, making a careful note of the settings in his notebook.
"Just get on with it."
"Okay. Ready?" A resigned shake of Jim's head was his only reply, to Blair's broad grin as much as his words, before Blair let the pin between his fingers ... drop.