ext_30279 (
poornapoleon.livejournal.com) wrote in
fellowshippers2003-02-25 11:14 pm
"Intermezzo", Drabble, no pairings really
Miranda sits on the small boardwalk, feet touching the water. The sun beats down. Sunhat and glasses give some protection.
Liv and the hobbits chase each other around, laughing. They are playing tag, a version that requires much slapping on bottoms.
Viggo and Sean recline in deckchairs, drinking beers. A cooler between them keeps them supplied.
Miranda closes her eyes and leans back, to absorb as much of this moment as she possibly can. Deep in her heart, she knows she has never been, and never will be, this happy.
Then Dom and Billy sneak up and push her in.
Liv and the hobbits chase each other around, laughing. They are playing tag, a version that requires much slapping on bottoms.
Viggo and Sean recline in deckchairs, drinking beers. A cooler between them keeps them supplied.
Miranda closes her eyes and leans back, to absorb as much of this moment as she possibly can. Deep in her heart, she knows she has never been, and never will be, this happy.
Then Dom and Billy sneak up and push her in.
