just_1_word | 2.5 Oblivious
2.5. Oblivious
Co-written with sexyinscrubs
[Follows THIS and THIS]
“… there’s this guy-”
“No, darling. Just… no, okay? Thank you, but no.”
“But he’s really hot!”
“Well, I should hope so if you were thinking of setting me up with him, but I’m not interested, precious. It’s not the right time.”
“Is that not the right time in general or not the right time because your assets aren’t in top working order?”
“Pot, kettle, black, my love.”
“You’re not answering my question, Pat.”
“You’re right, I’m not.”
“Pat!”
“That’s my name, don’t- Oh hell, don’t make me finish that, darling. Appalling and overused one-liners make my balls shrink.”
“You could answer my question.”
“I could, couldn’t I?”
“Stop being a bitch, Patto.”
“Why? I’m so fucking good at it.”
“You’re not going to be helpful at all, are you?”
“That depends. Are you going to stop trying to set me up, darling?”
“I wasn’t planning on it…”
“Then welcome to the world of stupid, evasive and infuriating one word answers.”
“Pat, I thought you wanted to find-”
“- Or I could just sing.”
“Okay, you win. No matchmaking.”
“Thank you, darling. You know I love you. Just not with your nose where I don’t want anyone’s nose to be right now. Now, go get those assets back in working order with Evie. That’s not a suggestion. Kisses, darling!”
Riley took the phone from his ear, which had gone dead when Pat hung up. “Damnit,” he mumbled to himself and shoved the phone back in to his pocket. And he didn’t even have a bloody Plan B.
Word Count | 259
Co-written with sexyinscrubs
[Follows THIS and THIS]
“… there’s this guy-”
“No, darling. Just… no, okay? Thank you, but no.”
“But he’s really hot!”
“Well, I should hope so if you were thinking of setting me up with him, but I’m not interested, precious. It’s not the right time.”
“Is that not the right time in general or not the right time because your assets aren’t in top working order?”
“Pot, kettle, black, my love.”
“You’re not answering my question, Pat.”
“You’re right, I’m not.”
“Pat!”
“That’s my name, don’t- Oh hell, don’t make me finish that, darling. Appalling and overused one-liners make my balls shrink.”
“You could answer my question.”
“I could, couldn’t I?”
“Stop being a bitch, Patto.”
“Why? I’m so fucking good at it.”
“You’re not going to be helpful at all, are you?”
“That depends. Are you going to stop trying to set me up, darling?”
“I wasn’t planning on it…”
“Then welcome to the world of stupid, evasive and infuriating one word answers.”
“Pat, I thought you wanted to find-”
“- Or I could just sing.”
“Okay, you win. No matchmaking.”
“Thank you, darling. You know I love you. Just not with your nose where I don’t want anyone’s nose to be right now. Now, go get those assets back in working order with Evie. That’s not a suggestion. Kisses, darling!”
Riley took the phone from his ear, which had gone dead when Pat hung up. “Damnit,” he mumbled to himself and shoved the phone back in to his pocket. And he didn’t even have a bloody Plan B.
Word Count | 259