Aug 05, 2008 01:46
real date=8.19.2008 Last one before I head off to bed, since I have a ton of shit to do tomorrow morning before work... Some day I'll be caught up... Right?
I didn't even bother to look through the peephole to see who it was. I probably should have, but I was just pissed with life in general at the moment and was almost itching to fight someone. However... the two men standing on my doorstep were two guys I definitely didn't ever want to be on the bad side of.
Wulf and Red looked rather sheepish, which seemed strange to me. Suddenly, I knew that they knew. That Aros and I had... I felt color creeping into my cheeks and fought it. He wouldn't have told them anything, apart from that he'd drank from me. I was sure of it, out of nowhere.
"Afternoon, guys. Something I can help you with?" I asked, sounding more terse than I meant to. They weren't the reason I hated life, the universe, and everything. It wasn't fair of me to take my frustrations out on them. I apologized almost instantly and Red shook his head with a little smile.
"It's alright, Jules. We just wanted to come by and check up on you, make sure you'll be okay to go in to work tonight."
I nodded slowly and took a swig of my soda. "I'll be fine. A few more of those iron supplements and maybe some real food..." I glanced sidelong at my half-eaten pizza and can of pineapples and sighed. "A decent meal would fix just about everything..."
Wulf and Red shared a look and Red nodded. Wulf turned to me and said simply, "Wanna go out for lunch someplace? We'll treat."
My stomach growled loudly in reply and they both chuckled. "I'd love to!" I responded, feeling more enthusiastic at the prospect of food that wasn't several weeks past its expiration date. "Come on inside while I get dressed and then we can go."
The two werewolves sat on my couch while I ran upstairs and pulled on an old t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I hopped one-footed back down the stairs as I tugged on socks. Wulf laughed a little at the spectacle and I couldn't help joining in. I yanked on my running sneakers and we were out the door. Maybe today wasn't going to be such a shitty day after all.
julius avelino,
bishop of bounce