[Val laughs--not at the question, but at the impeccably comedic and surely purposeful timing of that confession. The chair's cushion has been uncovered, and he takes it over to the wall and starts to hit it against the stones. Great puffs of dust poof up from it.]
That is the only way to get paper out of tight-fisted supply cupboards and requisition departments, and a time-honored tradition besides. You were right to do it.
[Whmp whmp whmp, says the cushion. It is a dingy maroon, its color coming clearer now that the dust is off of it.
Veronique has completed her approach and is feeling gently at the air between herself and Richard. Her large eyes glimmer in the light quite fetchingly. Val, playing the less demure host, answers on their joint behalf as he returns to toss the cushion back upon the chair.]
I have a room, of course, for sleeping. It is, I am told, healthy to have that separation. But I have moved more and more of my things into this room, and have thought of relocating here entirely--and yet I think that I will resist the impulse. I would very much miss my friends if I did that. Of course I would have dear Veronique for company, but that is not entirely the same. She does not argue so very well.
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Date: 2020-09-24 12:12 am (UTC)That is the only way to get paper out of tight-fisted supply cupboards and requisition departments, and a time-honored tradition besides. You were right to do it.
[Whmp whmp whmp, says the cushion. It is a dingy maroon, its color coming clearer now that the dust is off of it.
Veronique has completed her approach and is feeling gently at the air between herself and Richard. Her large eyes glimmer in the light quite fetchingly. Val, playing the less demure host, answers on their joint behalf as he returns to toss the cushion back upon the chair.]
I have a room, of course, for sleeping. It is, I am told, healthy to have that separation. But I have moved more and more of my things into this room, and have thought of relocating here entirely--and yet I think that I will resist the impulse. I would very much miss my friends if I did that. Of course I would have dear Veronique for company, but that is not entirely the same. She does not argue so very well.
And of course, there is no bed.