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yomichaela) wrote2016-12-07 09:05 pm
yomichaela) wrote2016-12-07 09:05 pm
Neighbourhood Watch [Private - Alex]
Michaela and Alex had moved into a super rich neighbourhood several months ago - specifically into the abandoned, run-down mansion that some family died in long, long ago at the end of the street. The house was perfect of course. But unfortunately, that meant neighbours and from day one, the ladies had more than a few issues with all of them.
Waiting for Alex to get home from work, Michaela entertained herself by perching on a lawn chair on top of their newly renovated balcony that had the perfect view into their closest neighbour's backyard. She had on a pair of sunglasses and laid out in the chair as if she were sunbathing, despite it being near-freezing and being dressed in an over-sized sweater with a cat on it and wrapped in a scarf and hat. If you paid close enough attention, you could see Michaela raise what looked like a sling-shot every now and then, and maybe something fly over the neighbour's fence and into their pool which would be frozen by the next morning.
The somethings may have been buttons she removed from clothing that was found in the house when they moved in. Very old clothing that clearly belonged to the previous, very dead tenants. And the buttons may have more than a few hexes on them.
She smiled to herself as she closed her left eye, aimed, and shot another button into the pool, now sloshing around like a Slushie. In her own special way, this was Michaela's idea of gifting her wife Alex with flowers after a long day at the office.
Waiting for Alex to get home from work, Michaela entertained herself by perching on a lawn chair on top of their newly renovated balcony that had the perfect view into their closest neighbour's backyard. She had on a pair of sunglasses and laid out in the chair as if she were sunbathing, despite it being near-freezing and being dressed in an over-sized sweater with a cat on it and wrapped in a scarf and hat. If you paid close enough attention, you could see Michaela raise what looked like a sling-shot every now and then, and maybe something fly over the neighbour's fence and into their pool which would be frozen by the next morning.
The somethings may have been buttons she removed from clothing that was found in the house when they moved in. Very old clothing that clearly belonged to the previous, very dead tenants. And the buttons may have more than a few hexes on them.
She smiled to herself as she closed her left eye, aimed, and shot another button into the pool, now sloshing around like a Slushie. In her own special way, this was Michaela's idea of gifting her wife Alex with flowers after a long day at the office.