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[golfins_missus]

*goes shopping despite her protesting ankles*

*finds the cuteness of infant clothing far outweighs the protests of her bloated body*

*eventually starts heading back, laden with bags*

*and promptly walks straight into her soon-to-be-ex-husband, dropping her purchases*

Oh crud.

Er...

Could you help pick those up for me? I can't bend down these

Comments

[_fingolfin]

*hesitates*

*slowly gathers up your bags, replacing articles that have fallen out*

*hands them to you*

[golfins_missus]

Oh you don't need to take all that...

*fidgets a little*

Finduilas's.

[_fingolfin]

Right.

*refrains from making any nasty comments*

*leads the way there*

[golfins_missus]

*keeps up with you, trying to dredge up some form of conversation to instigate*

[_fingolfin]

*can't really think of anything to say that won't lead immediately to some sore subject or other*

*manages some mind-numbing but safe small talk until you arrive at Fin's house*

[golfins_missus]

Well.

Here we are...

Thank you.

[_fingolfin]

*nods*

Anytime.

*sets everything down outside the door in case they've got the place booby-trapped*

*turns to leave*

[golfins_missus]

...

Would...

You like a drink before you go? It's a fair way home and a warm day.

[_fingolfin]

*blink*

I...appreciate the offer, but somehow I get the feeling I'm not welcome in this house.

[golfins_missus]

*nods*

I... yes.

Well. Thank you again.

[_fingolfin]

...

*kisses your cheek*

*leaves*

[golfins_missus]

*stands rooted to the ground, watching you depart*

*eventually turns and retrieves her things and heads inside*

[_finduilas]

*dashes away from the door as you open it*

*sits on the couch and tries to look very busy reading a magazine*

[golfins_missus]

*staggers in with her bags and barely notices you*

Oh, hi dear...

[_finduilas]

*comes back over to help you*

*raises an accusing eyebrow but says nothing*

[golfins_missus]

Help me unpack these things, would you?