Monday, 10 November 2014

Drabble 314

Finished 7:12. Late, I know. I'm not sure whether this should count as a strike or not. Strike 9.5, maybe?

Our Author still isn't getting much done, are they?” asked Blue.
They didn't even send us any wine this time,” moaned Araziel, and Blue wasn't feeling brave enough to tell her that it was probably for her own good. Aengus was still sat away from them, clearly not used to having to deal with the Author's incompetence, and Blue was starting to feel a little sorry for him. “You know, the time will pass quicker if you join in on the conversation,” Blue shouted over, and Aengus grunted in acknowledgement but made no move to get up and join them.

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