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A Pink Corner House, Bristol, Wednesday
Apr. 28th, 2010 04:09 pmMitchell looked up at the sound of the doorbell ringing. They'd ordered a pizza as a sort of late lunch, which had to be exactly who was at the door: pizza guy. He was just about to get up from his seat when Annie rushed past him and hurled herself at the door.
She yanked it open.
"Hello!" she chirped. Loudly.
The pizza delivery guy on the other end blinked at her. "Twelve inch Mess of Meats...?" he asked, but by the time the words were fully out of his mouth, Mitchell had already scooped up the pizza and handed him some money.
He ignored the increasingly cheerful-yet-confused conversation going on at the door so he could hurl the pizza at the table, flop down next to George on the sofa, and snag a slice. And shove one of the many cups of tea present out of his way - he'd found out the hard way that tea-soaked pizza wasn't very nice.
Annie didn't join them until a few minutes later.
( 'He could see me!' )
[[ and tbc! Real suspense. Unless you've seen Being Human episode 1x01, from which this was ripped and adapted for Her Pleasure. NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! ]]
She yanked it open.
"Hello!" she chirped. Loudly.
The pizza delivery guy on the other end blinked at her. "Twelve inch Mess of Meats...?" he asked, but by the time the words were fully out of his mouth, Mitchell had already scooped up the pizza and handed him some money.
He ignored the increasingly cheerful-yet-confused conversation going on at the door so he could hurl the pizza at the table, flop down next to George on the sofa, and snag a slice. And shove one of the many cups of tea present out of his way - he'd found out the hard way that tea-soaked pizza wasn't very nice.
Annie didn't join them until a few minutes later.
( 'He could see me!' )
[[ and tbc! Real suspense. Unless you've seen Being Human episode 1x01, from which this was ripped and adapted for Her Pleasure. NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! ]]
