Jul 27, 2005 09:26
*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
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*slowly gathers up your bags, replacing articles that have fallen out*
*hands them to you*
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Oh, these are darling! Have a nice time, did you?
*shoots you a LOOK*
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What? What's that look for?
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I didn't go anywhere dangerous. I just went out shopping. I'm not an invalid, just pregnant.
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:D
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Were you spying on me, Finduilas?
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...it was for your own good? :/
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Look. I'm not weakening over the divorce. I was just tired, and my hormones were playing up and Fingolfin helped me out.
And being angry all the time is exhausting. It was just... nice not to be at each others throats for once.
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*returns to her magazine*
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Fine.
I'll move out tomorrow.
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Sorry.
Hormones.
Although I really can't keep cramping you like this. I mean... what is Turco going to think with a screaming infant around the house?
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You know, I wonder if he would mind. He's practically house-trained at this point. ;)
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No matter how much they say they hate kids, men almost always do come around.
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