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Impromptu Vacation // Neil and Eva

pumpkinbowl

As soon as his phone pinged her last text, he burst through her office door with one hand clutching the handle and the other firmly planted on his hip.

"Come on, that prank was done the first five times. I’ve moved on to bigger and better ruses—And you said you liked my game! But that’s not what I’m here about. This is waaaay more important than the short-lived enjoyment I get from pranking you."

A pause. His hand left the door handle as he scratched his chin in thought.

"Actually, they’re probably about equal."

He held up his hands as he shrugged, wearing a doofy smile.

"Lab says our field apparatus is busted. They’re gonna have to build us a new one, and it might take a while. Guess who’s got short vacay time until then?"

"How the Hell did it get busted if we haven't even been using it? That seems pretty fishy." Eva squinted at Neil, huffing at the idea of having vacation time right when she was getting back into the swing of post-holiday paperwork. 

"Man, you can't be serious..." At the very least they wouldn't have the more intense jobs, so she could do paperwork if she really wanted to, but...There were plenty of other things that were surely on Neil's mind that he was going to try and pitch. 

So she did what she tended to do, and turned back to her computer screen to ignore him. 

"Whatever, I suppose that's good news. I for one feel bad for the lab, having to rebuild the apparatus and all." A pause. "Also, don't piss in my plant or you can expect the crying demon baby at your own doorstep within the week."

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"Who said I didn’t have any manners?" He smiled and withdrew a bottle of wine from behind his back as a sort of peace offering. "I remembered your favorite pastime. And it’s the good stuff. Feel like talking to me now?”

"Seems like you're making me out to be some sort of alcoholic." Raising a brow at him she smirked  carefully looking over the bottle of wine he had presented. He wasn't kidding, this was quality. /Past time/.. more like drinking was part of her daily routine. Of course it was tame, at times anyway.  " I guess I can't deny a gift from a friend. Okay I give, we can talk."

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He tried calling once, twice, thrice, and whatever the fourth one was. Quatrice? He texted at least ten times. "Eva." "Eva." "Hey." "Eva." "You need to come to my office." "Eva I know you're there." "Stop ignoring me." "I'm going to come over and piss on your plant." "Eva come on." The texts kept coming at a rapid fire pace. She had to answer SOMETIME, right? And for all it was worth, it was terribly fun to annoy her.

Oh for the love of God. 

Eva had become a master at ignoring her phone, especially when it came to a "spamfest" from her ever-annoying partner, but at this point it was just becoming incredibly ridiculous. She flipped her phone open in time to get another text before she gave it a solid glare, typing back a few short replies so he could get some spam of his own. 

>I'm not stupid.>If it has anything to do with a prank outside my door->OR that stupid game of yours->Count me out. >:| 

"Idiot."

[fortisfabula]

The SigCorp. technician approached Misato at a steady gait, hands behind his back. "S'been a while, Miss PMS-pants."

"Sooorry I don’t talk to men that don't have any manners. Especially ones who can’t address a lady by her proper name."