July Challenge Day 27

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From Rain, New Year's Eve

The rain is a broken piano,
playing the same note over and over.

Comments

Original (Torn Veils), Double Drabble, Gen

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Original Work, Double Drabble, M&F friendship

"Bossman," Sylvia called. When that got no reaction, she picked up one of the satin-covered pillows and threw it at him. He didn't stop laying with his right hand, but the left came up and deflected it.

"It's the rain."

"Yeah, I know, but you don't have to torture me with the same stanza or measure or what-the-hell-ever you call those ten notes in a row."

Richard sighed, then ran through the scales just for the hell of it, before closing the cover. "What, then? I'm bored and under-stimulated."

"Sex?"

That made him burst out laughing. "You said 'no' decades ago."

"Right. Come box or wrestle with me instead." Sylvia stood up, stretching her back and beckoning to him after. He stood and followed her to the living room, helping her move everything out of the way. He'd check the feed later; they were a Mutt and Jeff match up in every way, with her standing closer to six feet, and him not even five and a half. Might be some poses for Mercy's comic, or maybe Ryder would want them.

Either way, they settled to a bout of wrestling, even with Richard knowing he could not hope to win.