FIC: Impulse Purchase [CSI: Miami; Speed/Calleigh]
TITLE: Impulse Purchase
WORD COUNT: 200
FANDOM: CSI: Miami
PAIRING: Tim Speedle/Calleigh Duquesne
NOTES: Written for 5_prompts's Drabble Tree for Japan
"Guess you love your gift."
Calleigh let the scarf drape through her fingers, as she said, "Yeah, I really do, but when am I going to wear anything like this in Miami?" It really was a nice scarf, in various shades of blue and green, and she had a feeling some salesgirl somewhere had been the one really behind the selection, earning a nice commission, but it was not something she foresaw wearing very often, if ever.
"You mean double-knit scarves aren't appropriate for a Miami winter?" Tim said with a mischievous smile. "Too bad, I would have gotten you something else."
"Like what?"
"Hope you know how to deal with freezing weather," he said, handing her an envelope, "because that scarf wasn't an impulse purchase."
She opened the envelope. "Plane tickets?"
"I thought we could get away," he said, arching an eyebrow, "I already have it worked out: no work, the two of us in a motel room somewhere far away from here -"
"Somewhere where scarves are necessary?" She interjected as she looked at the tickets closer, and continued, "I guess I've always wanted to see New York in the wintertime."
"Then it's settled."
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WORD COUNT: 200
FANDOM: CSI: Miami
PAIRING: Tim Speedle/Calleigh Duquesne
NOTES: Written for 5_prompts's Drabble Tree for Japan
"Guess you love your gift."
Calleigh let the scarf drape through her fingers, as she said, "Yeah, I really do, but when am I going to wear anything like this in Miami?" It really was a nice scarf, in various shades of blue and green, and she had a feeling some salesgirl somewhere had been the one really behind the selection, earning a nice commission, but it was not something she foresaw wearing very often, if ever.
"You mean double-knit scarves aren't appropriate for a Miami winter?" Tim said with a mischievous smile. "Too bad, I would have gotten you something else."
"Like what?"
"Hope you know how to deal with freezing weather," he said, handing her an envelope, "because that scarf wasn't an impulse purchase."
She opened the envelope. "Plane tickets?"
"I thought we could get away," he said, arching an eyebrow, "I already have it worked out: no work, the two of us in a motel room somewhere far away from here -"
"Somewhere where scarves are necessary?" She interjected as she looked at the tickets closer, and continued, "I guess I've always wanted to see New York in the wintertime."
"Then it's settled."
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