i know a number of folks really want me to update xrgtsas, but i don’t think it will be happening in the immediate future (by which i mean in the next 1-2 weeks). still really struggling with getting words on the page. writing the new years oneshot helped, so i got a few thousand more words written this week, but its still not close to done nor near the quality i expect for myself. in the meantime, here’s a nice long blurb to tide folks over!
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Liam copies my posture, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. “Was that Imogen?” he mutters.
My phone pings again, as if his words summoned a response, and I pull my phone from my pocket.
were u eye-fucking sorrengail in the planning meeting yesterday?
I can almost hear the sarcasm in my head. This time, I don’t respond. Mostly because I know Imogen wants me to say No so she can repeat the answer back to me, and then we’d both be lying.
“I’ll give you one guess.”
Liam’s grin is instant. “I’m never letting them hear the end of this.”
I can’t blame him. Garrick’s been poking fun at me about messing around with Violet in her office for weeks. If he didn’t have an inordinate amount of blackmail material to draw on after decades of friendship, I wouldn’t let him hear the end of it either.
Garrick spins toward us, eyes narrowing. “What was that, Mairi?”
“Nothing,” Liam says. But that twinkle in his blue eyes says otherwise.
He finishes fastening his belt, expression dour. “Fuck all of you,” our friend grumbles.
Liam’s grin widens. “No, just Im—”
“Finish that sentence, Liam Mairi, and I swear to god I will push you down the stairs on the way out.”
Bodhi and I snicker. Liam’s mouth snaps shut.