new york; monday

Oct 19, 2015 08:39

Flick was twenty years old today ( Read more... )

#birthday, @new york, *isabelle

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seveninchmotto October 19 2015, 19:13:43 UTC
He was lucky: Isabelle got called down for deliveries rather often, or at least had been recently. All that stuff for the apartment, see?

So even though she wasn't expecting anything specific, she wasn't suspicious. Just grabbed her keys, and headed out the door, and into elevator.

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flickofawrist October 19 2015, 19:30:33 UTC
Perfect.

As soon as she was out of sight, Flick slipped down the hall and opened the door. He went in, shut the door, and wandered his way back to their bedroom.

There, he lay down on the bed, on his side, waiting for her to get back. He wasn't going to bring attention to where he was, though. She'd have to find him.

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seveninchmotto October 19 2015, 19:44:28 UTC
There were so many more pillows on that bed than when he'd left. So many.

Isabelle got downstairs - and, okay, she was surprised to receive the roses. It wasn't unheard of, either, but it had been a while since she'd last been sent any at random. But, hey. Roses! She was pretty happy.

And made her way back up, and into the apartment. She took the roses into the kitchen, found them a nice vase.

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flickofawrist October 19 2015, 19:47:03 UTC
Flick was pretty much sitting on top of a bunch of pillows, yes. He was comfortable, at least.

He heard her come back and smirked, keeping still and quiet because he knew she'd hear the slightest of things. He didn't want her thinking he was some burglar.

He'd already taken a punch from her.

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