ext_145206 ([identity profile] yumiboo.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] rionaleonhart 2010-02-03 07:54 pm (UTC)

Oh, Oh, posts of happiness! :3

You've sort of flung me onto the Brooker/Mitchell bandwaggon, so I figured I'd try and write a little something please note the word try.

David didn't know why he was here right now. Him. Charlie. One minute, David was politely extending an invitation for a casual drink and the next thing he knows, it's the next day and Charlie is just sat there with a flowery mug in his hands looking like he normally does - slightly put out, and miserable. The constant thoughts of 'Am I only a distraction?', 'Has he noticed that he's only a distraction?' and 'Why does he keep looking at me like I've just squished a kitten?' lingered in the space that most other, and possibly (and questioningly) normal people would have filled with idle and awkward conversatiosn about the weather or some other political media-hyped nonsense as some sort of a guess. Maybe that was why it worked: the two of them were already awkward and somewhat socially inept that just being able to have a cup of tea together in complete and utter silence (with one of only two CD's playing in the background) was good enough.

Also, just letting you know that, if it's ok with you, I shall be adding you onto my friends list :3 I can't help it, your entries are just so addictive. That and [livejournal.com profile] timydamonkey said I should stop being such a wimp and just do it... ta da?

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