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rainbowfic2013-08-16 12:46 am
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2013-08-16 12:46 am
Nile Green 17: Ostentatious
Author: Kat
Title: Ostentatious
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Nile green 17 (Crocodile) with shadowsong's paint-by-numbers (Yvonne can cry on cue)
Supplies and Materials: Miniature, charcoal, brush (liaison), beading wire (canal in Venice), glitter (system), feathers (street cafe), novelty beads (I know this is actually Vienna but).
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: He took her to a cafe in Venice to break up with her.
Warnings: manipulation.
Notes: Confluence of stuff.
Mike took her to a café in Venice to break up with her. Typical. He overdid everything; one of the reasons she'd chosen him. Yvonne wept, and sorted through her options.
"I'm sorry," he said, frantically patting her hand, "it's just that I can't leave my wife, you know that, and she's starting to get suspicious."
"What will I do without you?" she sobbed. "I love you so much!" Go to Paris, buy some nice dresses, find a new lover...
"I'm sorry," and he actually looked sorry. Interesting. "What can I do?"
The magic words. Yvonne stopped crying, and smiled.
Title: Ostentatious
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Nile green 17 (Crocodile) with shadowsong's paint-by-numbers (Yvonne can cry on cue)
Supplies and Materials: Miniature, charcoal, brush (liaison), beading wire (canal in Venice), glitter (system), feathers (street cafe), novelty beads (I know this is actually Vienna but).
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: He took her to a cafe in Venice to break up with her.
Warnings: manipulation.
Notes: Confluence of stuff.
Mike took her to a café in Venice to break up with her. Typical. He overdid everything; one of the reasons she'd chosen him. Yvonne wept, and sorted through her options.
"I'm sorry," he said, frantically patting her hand, "it's just that I can't leave my wife, you know that, and she's starting to get suspicious."
"What will I do without you?" she sobbed. "I love you so much!" Go to Paris, buy some nice dresses, find a new lover...
"I'm sorry," and he actually looked sorry. Interesting. "What can I do?"
The magic words. Yvonne stopped crying, and smiled.