FAKE Double Drabble: Thirsty Work
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Title: Thirsty Work
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Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: G
Setting: After Like Like Love
Summary: After winning the betting pool at work, Ryo comes up with a great idea for what to spend the money on.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Thirst’
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
“Thirsty work,” Dee said with a sigh, taking two cans of soda from the refrigerator and passing one to his lover. Popping open his own can, he drained it in half a dozen gulps.
“Worth it though.” Ryo was drinking his soda more slowly, hot from their busy morning and savouring its welcome coolness. Shopping at this time of year was exhausting.
“Definitely,” Dee agreed, studying the jumble of bags piled in the middle of their living room floor. “You have the best ideas. If I’d won the betting pool at work I probably would’ve frittered the money away on beer or something stupid like that.”
Ryo flushed faintly with pleasure. “Well, we didn’t really need the money, and Mother’s orphans have so little they can call their own.”
“Yeah, it was like that when I was growing up too; donations and grant money only go so far.” Tossing his empty soda can in the recycling, Dee started to empty the bags as Ryo, clipboard in hand, began to sort their contents into neat piles. “All we need to do now is wrap and label everything.”
The kids at Mother Lane’s orphanage were going to have the best Christmas ever!
The End
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: G
Setting: After Like Like Love
Summary: After winning the betting pool at work, Ryo comes up with a great idea for what to spend the money on.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Thirst’
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
“Thirsty work,” Dee said with a sigh, taking two cans of soda from the refrigerator and passing one to his lover. Popping open his own can, he drained it in half a dozen gulps.
“Worth it though.” Ryo was drinking his soda more slowly, hot from their busy morning and savouring its welcome coolness. Shopping at this time of year was exhausting.
“Definitely,” Dee agreed, studying the jumble of bags piled in the middle of their living room floor. “You have the best ideas. If I’d won the betting pool at work I probably would’ve frittered the money away on beer or something stupid like that.”
Ryo flushed faintly with pleasure. “Well, we didn’t really need the money, and Mother’s orphans have so little they can call their own.”
“Yeah, it was like that when I was growing up too; donations and grant money only go so far.” Tossing his empty soda can in the recycling, Dee started to empty the bags as Ryo, clipboard in hand, began to sort their contents into neat piles. “All we need to do now is wrap and label everything.”
The kids at Mother Lane’s orphanage were going to have the best Christmas ever!
The End
