Stereo (Doyle/Ivy prompt from plurk)
Oct. 17th, 2012 05:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blindingtrustIvy is moving through the living room. The night is young but she has two things on her agenda for the night. Well three if the bottle of wine is anything to go by. She sets the bottle down and her book she plans on reading.
She is ready to flip the stereo on and settle on her couch when she nearly jumps out of skin at the horrible noise it makes. It hits just the right pitch that she is gripping her head close to where she suffers from those headaches she gets due to how she lost her eyesight.
"Oh hell," she hears and feels something warm press past her.
"Doyle?"
The horrible sound stops and she grab's his arm. "What the hell happened to my stereo," she grinds out.
"Well you see love... it's..." Doyle glances at her looking a bit embarrassed. He sees how uncomfortable the broken speakers made her and winces.
He better fix this. "It was an accident. I'll get it cleaned right up. Don't you worry about a thing."
Her mouth twitches in irritation but she holds her tongue. Which means it's going to be worse i it doesn't get fixed. She can really stew when she's pissed at someone.
He grabs her arm gently giving her his most charming smile. "Why don't you put your feet up? I'll take care of this."
She sighs a bit as he gets her over to the couch. "You better, mister."
She is ready to flip the stereo on and settle on her couch when she nearly jumps out of skin at the horrible noise it makes. It hits just the right pitch that she is gripping her head close to where she suffers from those headaches she gets due to how she lost her eyesight.
"Oh hell," she hears and feels something warm press past her.
"Doyle?"
The horrible sound stops and she grab's his arm. "What the hell happened to my stereo," she grinds out.
"Well you see love... it's..." Doyle glances at her looking a bit embarrassed. He sees how uncomfortable the broken speakers made her and winces.
He better fix this. "It was an accident. I'll get it cleaned right up. Don't you worry about a thing."
Her mouth twitches in irritation but she holds her tongue. Which means it's going to be worse i it doesn't get fixed. She can really stew when she's pissed at someone.
He grabs her arm gently giving her his most charming smile. "Why don't you put your feet up? I'll take care of this."
She sighs a bit as he gets her over to the couch. "You better, mister."
