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Jun 08, 2010 10:48

She knows she's bothering him- it can be heard in the just slightly extended silences, the moments longer than usual it takes for him to respond, that barely strained tone of his. He's praying to Shiva that she'll please shut up but the woman merely grins and continues, leaning back with the phone cradled between her ear and her shoulder, prodding, needling him for the reactions she wants.

"Why can't you send a chopper tonight? I'm bored, there's nothing to do here!"

"Mika." Steady, steadfast tone as ever. Tseng gives off for all the world the appearance and tone of being blasé, but she knows better. "You're at the Golden Saucer, I have faith you can find something-" Somebody, they both knew he was saying. "To entertain yourself with."

"I guess you're right." She says, and waits until she knows he would sigh a mental sigh of relief before her mouth curves up into a smirk, and her tone drops low. "So, what are you wearing?"

The resounding non noise of exasperation and the following click of a cut phone line must of been the most amusing thing that could of happened, by the way she laughed.

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..../Sob MY WRITING I DON'T EVEN KNOW TODAY.

I guess this calls for prompts. GIVE ME TWO PEOPLE EVERYONE.

MULTIPLE PROMPTS ARE ALWAYS AWESOME

meme, fanfic, fic

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