Lovely day for the world's end, isn't it?

[suitedtofolly]

The interior of Dybbuk's house was decked out in all manner of decorations. Save for an angelic figurine, they were not especially Christmassy but then Dybbuk had never celebrated the Christian holiday as a child. Even so, he still harboured fond memories of the season because of it's closeness to Hanukkah

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[dreamsofwords]

"It's a bit dull, isn't it?"

He'd remembered the day only after a frustrating half-day of teaching/circling apartment ads in the Trump, and now he was collapsed, conveniently enough, in front of Dybbuk's house on the Green.

"You'd expect the world to end with less of a whimper."

[suitedtofolly]

"I thought there would be more fireworks but this is nothing more than a damp squib," he moaned, acknowledging the crumpled heap of a teacher. Recovering quite suddenly, he adds, "At least I will be able to see my diabolical schemes come to light, now."

He would just have to pick up the pace to make up for his recent idleness. Somehow the prospect of an apocalypse was less daunting than that of a disappointed circus audience.

[dreamsofwords]

"The Mayans weren't up to the challenge of impressing us, obviously." Alasdair also made an effort to sit up like a functional human being, since he had to get to another appointment in - he checked his watch - an hour.

"But then, given this year, I can't be surprised."

[suitedtofolly]

"No matter. Plenty of other cultures to choose from, each with its own calendar," he said nonchalantly.

Dybbuk noticed the teacher glance his watch, "Rushing off somewhere?"