Groan~ for A little drabble do ya day.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Inspired by a little art imitating life...
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“Will you please stop moving!” Illya barked at his partner.

I’m not moving, it’s all in your head, Napoleon replied calmly.

Illya reached out grabbing the wall steadying himself. “It feels like my brain is caught in the middle of a game of table tennis.”

“It’s vertigo, sit and let it subside.”

Illya turned his back to the wall, letting himself slide down it to the floor with a groan.

“You’re not going to get sick are you? I have new shoes.”

If looks could kill, the one that Illya flashed was deadly, yet he smirked at his partners vanity.

Comments

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

no no no guilt! It means that some good is coming out of it and that's a positive thing!

Feeling a little better, the headache is finally diminishing. Except for writing, today was and still is a lost day. Sigh. Have lots that need doing too. Oh well tomorrow is another day right?

[spotsycool.livejournal.com]

Oh good. I'm glad that it turned out to be something positive, then. :)

That's good. I hope you continue to feel better as the evening progresses. Well, at least you got some writing done so today wasn't a completely lost day. :)

It is indeed another day. :) Hope it goes well for you!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

yes that's true. Am having some fun with your story at least! ::D