“It’s quite simple, Bates,” Mitchel said, buffing his nails on his form-fitting suit. His lips curled upwards in a self-satisfied smile as his eyes stared clear through Savin. “Jasper will pick me, in the end. I am better than you, after all. In every way imaginable.” He glanced down the thin hallway of the Palace, gesturing to moving men as they
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Unfortunately, though, I know what happens and next, and Savin... well, he wishes he could keep calm.
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What's available is a bit of a mess, and I haven't touched the second draft in a while -- but I think this piece more or less resparked my need to work on it. :)
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"Uh, yeah, we were just . . . um, uh . . . cooling each other's soup . . ."
"Uh huh . . ."
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But I certainly wanted it to look real bad. ;)
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Mitchel is such an ass, and he sure knows how to get under Savin's skin.
You did a good job with this piece. :)
Savin had threatened to call the marriage off
I am super-dense right now, but are they married at the time of this piece or are they merely engaged? The phrasing confused me a little.
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And yes, Mitchel is an ass, that is why I love him and love writing him. So much.
Thank you. :D I had a lot of fun with this piece, especially towards the end. Like I had to ask Sarah how to end it -- and she was like DUDE, THAT'S IT. THAT'S THE ENDING.
They're supposed to be married at the time of this piece but yeah, I did phrase that weird. Usually when you see that kind of phrasing, it's with the word "wedding," (call the wedding off), but I can see where the confusion comes in. :) I'll keep that in mind for next time!
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