#asktheappraiser

[ifridiot]

Forty-nine ninety-five.

the price of a new Wii-remote.

[cajunspoons]

@asktheappraiser

Spoons tapped her foot impatiently, the metal heel clicking loudly in the garage office. She was ready for this to be over and she’d only just walked through the door. She knew she needed more than just a tune up and she didn’t even want to imagine the bill right now. Still, there was no need to be rude to Gage. He was just doing his job.

The click-click-click-click-click got faster and louder the more anxious Spoons got when suddenly, it stopped. She stood frozen as the smoke wrapped around her, changing her.

“Gage?” she squeaked, her legs wobbling to hold her up.

[marchinglittlepig]

Led Zeppelin

I gotta roll I can't stand stillGot a flamin' heart can't get my fillWith eyes that shine, burnin' redDreams of you all through my head

-- Black Dog

[cajunspoons]

9. Wearing just a towel

 Knocking would be the polite thing to do, but Shi had told her Gage was in the shower and was pretty adamant about her getting out of his non-hair. Plus his door was unlocked. And she was tired of standing. All excellent excuses that ran through her head when she realized she was standing face-to-bare-chest with Gage after just barging into his room. 

“Whoopsie!” she sang, ducking her head and glancing away, but only for a moment. She felt a little guilty, but not enough to keep herself from looking him up and down with a coy grin. But man, she needed to buy these people new towels.

@asktheappraiser

[cajunspoons]

Morning Kiss

It was a hot and sticky morning, too hot to be early spring, but here they were sweating in bed with clingy sheets. Spoons shifted about in bed, moving Gage’s leg from off of hers. After a minute of wriggling around to get free of the twisted sheets, she reached her goal of planting a kiss on Gage’s lips and the tip of his nose.

[cajunspoons]

❃

“I love this song!” Spoons exclaimed, leaping up to her feet from her bed. She instantly regretted it, judging by the pained look on her face, but that didn’t stop her from grabbing Gage’s hands to drag him from his chair.

[cajunspoons]

“Please, don’t leave

“I’m not going to leave. I’m just mad.” She stalked to the other side of the room and hugged herself tightly as she leaned against the wall. She glowered at Gage, though much of her face was shadowed by her loose curls. “I don’t know what you-- You’re going to get yourself hurt, more hurt and I’m not gonna know why and- and I’m scared, okay?”

[cajunspoons]

🍳

“Okay okay, I get it. We’ll replace my heat fans, too.”