Old
Title: Old
Fandom: Gilmore Girls
Word Count: 166
"I figured it out mom!" Emily pauses to take a sip from the thirty year old tea cup (not the one with fissure crack by the handle) before setting down on the coffee table, atop the wooden coaster of course.
"Lorelei please don't yell I am sitting less than three feet from you."
"An actress!" She still seems instant on yelling, now bouncy with excitement, almost as if regressed back into a toddler.
"Excuse me?"
"You. An actress! I can picture you either on the stage, name in the Broadway lights or a leading lady in some classic picture."
"Are you calling me old?" She gives her daughter a cold hard stare.
"Well...."
"Dinner is ready." The maid new since last Saturday pokes her head into the room, not looking either lady in the eye.
"Thank you Iris, I will forget the fact it's five minutes early. And Lorelei? Don't think I'm going to let you forget about calling me old."
"I won't imagine so mother."
Fandom: Gilmore Girls
Word Count: 166
"I figured it out mom!" Emily pauses to take a sip from the thirty year old tea cup (not the one with fissure crack by the handle) before setting down on the coffee table, atop the wooden coaster of course.
"Lorelei please don't yell I am sitting less than three feet from you."
"An actress!" She still seems instant on yelling, now bouncy with excitement, almost as if regressed back into a toddler.
"Excuse me?"
"You. An actress! I can picture you either on the stage, name in the Broadway lights or a leading lady in some classic picture."
"Are you calling me old?" She gives her daughter a cold hard stare.
"Well...."
"Dinner is ready." The maid new since last Saturday pokes her head into the room, not looking either lady in the eye.
"Thank you Iris, I will forget the fact it's five minutes early. And Lorelei? Don't think I'm going to let you forget about calling me old."
"I won't imagine so mother."