#(muslings)

[idlehumanity]

closed starter for @muslings​ !!

He didn’t even hang the phone up. He was too busy shoving himself and Julia in the car to think about anything else. The baby was coming. The baby was coming; Jesus Christ he was feeling just as nauseous as Evelyn had been her entire pregnancy. The siblings sat in mostly silence as Elias peeled down the congested streets, grumbling and cussing the whole crawl towards Evelyn’s office. They were having a Halloween party there and she insisted on going, wanting nothing more but to wear her pregnancy costume. Her bloated belly was ET wrapped in a towel like it was in the that little fucker’s basket during the movie’s most iconic scene. Honestly? It was absolutely incredible.

Fifteen grueling minutes later, including circling the building for a spot, he lept out the car. “Julia! When you see us, get out of the front seat, hold the door open, and make sure Eve’s in.” He didn’t wait for an answer, hustling into the building. Shoving himself into an already crowded elevator, he squirmed as he waited to get to her floor. Once he was there (he nearly tackled a woman to the ground to get out) he dashed towards her office door, throwing it wide open. “Evelyn Harlow!” he hollered over Frank Sinatra’s Witchcraft playing softly in the background. “Your Uber has arrived!”

[cigarsmoke]

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[i-can-fix-it-felix]

Reminiscent

The pocket-sized handyman sat in his regular booth at Tiana’s, for once silent and still as he just took in his surroundings and allowed himself to be washed up in the ‘experience’ of the diner. The clapping of plate against plate in the kitchen, and the chipper tone that resounded in the waitresses. The smell of freshly cooked pancakes drowning in maple syrup and the sizzle of sausages shimmying in a pan. The gentle murmur of customers having their own private lives and conversations, multiple lives moving on various different paths. He just observed it all, and enjoyed the familiarity and homely feeling that sat comfortably in his stomach. 

“Ya know, it was about a year ago that I came into this here place, wandered up to that there waitress;” he pointed over to a waitress serving a different table, “and asked them if they could tell me what a blue waffle is. Oh, and went askin’ her if she had one.” Felix chuckled quietly to himself, looking up to the person who was going by in passing. “Ain’t it funny, a year ago -time goes by real fast, don’t it?”

[i-can-fix-it-felix]