sweetness, sweetness I was only joking;

May 31, 2009 03:11

Day: 40
Characters: isdazzled, relaxfriend
Summary: Gary wants to have a talk with his best gal.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: naito
Status: CLOSED; incomplete

when I said by rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed )

† isabella swan, † gary smith

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relaxfriend May 31 2009, 07:58:33 UTC
As Gary sat, he stared forward blankly. His leg bounced like a jackhammer, a frantic tapping as his patience quickly dwindled. He hadn't been waiting long, but that hardly mattered. The intercom buzzed with the activity from the rest of the asylum, but it didn't matter. It was the steadier sort of noise, nothing more than every ridiculous voice rising and falling to the same dull complaints and fears as usual. Nothing interesting, nothing new, nothing worth hearing.

At the moment, however, Gary couldn't care less whether or not the voice of the entire asylum rose up in one agonized scream. It was background noise, static that served as nothing more than another melody to add to the tapping of his foot. The noise could climax or shudder and sputter out into silence, and it would be the same for him.

No, the room was going to be him and Bella. And he would correct some of her current misconceptions about life, procreation, and why he acted the way he did. The conversation from over the intercoms repeated itself like a wicked mantra, and every time he imagined Bella's voice, her stuttering, failure of a voice, he grimaced. If he rubbed his hands any more roughly, the skin would come away with it.

The door opened and Gary nearly gave himself whiplash as his head turned towards the door. For the first time since he'd been sitting down he focused on what was in front of him.

He surprised himself with the smile that spread across his face, large enough to ache. He stood up quickly.

"Bella. Just who I wanted to see."

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