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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 6, 2011 20:41:29 GMT -8
Coricopat winced at the sounds coming from the kitchen and finally rose, slipping from his room. He hesitated but finally entered the kitchen his tail twitching in irritation. "Do you mind refraining from this racket?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 6, 2011 20:52:21 GMT -8
Misto froze, before carefully setting the pan down though he didn't turn. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, tail twitching.
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 6, 2011 20:59:06 GMT -8
Coricopat's eyes narrowed. "What's got you in a twist tonight?" He had a feeling he knew the answer to most of it, but this wasn't usually how the other reacted to things like what had happened that day--at least as far as the mottled tom had seen.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 6, 2011 21:23:02 GMT -8
For a moment Mistoffelees just stared at him before shaking his head. "You want to damn list?" he snapped. "My uncle not only sent me to the hospital recently, but he'd decided to gloat about it, and demand things of me, one of my all of what, two? friends is ignoring me and I haven't seen him since I went into the hospital, I managed to be late for work between all of this and was yelled at all night, and god damn it I still hurt enough that work was hard enough without everything else and then you've been ignoring me!" He was almost yelling by the end of the rant.
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 6, 2011 21:26:58 GMT -8
Coricopat's ears flickered back at that, he couldn't do anything about most of that. "I'm not ignoring you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 6, 2011 21:36:09 GMT -8
"You're not?" Misto demanded. "Which is why you've been sitting in your room all night?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 6, 2011 21:43:02 GMT -8
Coricopat's eyes narrowed. "I have work that needs to be done."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 6, 2011 22:04:38 GMT -8
"Which you could have done just as well where you usually do it on the couch," Misto said, voice softening somewhat into hurt. "But fine, whatever."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 6, 2011 22:08:28 GMT -8
"I needed to focus more than I usually do."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 6, 2011 22:11:45 GMT -8
"Alright, fine," he snapped, paws braced against the sink as he turned back to it, shoulders tense. He wanted to growl that some support would have been nice, all things considered but managed to bite that back. "That doesn't help with anything else though."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 6, 2011 22:20:12 GMT -8
Coricopat's ears laced at that. "I never said it did, but there isn't a hell of a lot I can do about those."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 6, 2011 22:37:49 GMT -8
"I'm not saying you could!" Mistoffelees said, turning to him again. "Is it so hard for you to, to even talk to me though? I know you have work and I understand that b-but... I guess it would have been nice if you could at least..." he shook his head. "Damn it, never mind."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 6, 2011 22:42:16 GMT -8
"Well, what do you want me to do?" Coricopat all but snapped.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 6, 2011 22:48:24 GMT -8
"I don't know!" Misto admitted, throwing his paws up and bringing them back down, saying much more quietly, "I don't know. I just..." he shook his head. "I'm sorry, I'm just not feeling well tonight..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 6, 2011 22:49:38 GMT -8
"Breaking the cookware is hardly going to help with that." As soon as he said it, Coricopat wanted to retract that. He flinched, damn it why couldn't he say anything that wasn't callous tonight?
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