And waited, as if expecting either of those shoes that Irene was missing to drop, but when she was feeling sure that the other woman was good and gone without any sudden last minute revelations or realizations that would inspire a hasty return, she let out out the breath that it felt like she'd been holding all morning in a long, dragged out groan. She took a moment to rub her eyes and then her forehead and fought down the urge to just burn the whole place down at this point. But she decided she'd best safe the self-destructive arson as a topic for after she'd at least had some coffee in in her, and, in returning to the kitchen to continue where she'd left off, she realized something else.
"Ah, zards, the squirrels!"
But halfway to opening it, she sighed and almost wondered if there was really a point in even bothering at this point, but, well, if anything, this whole fiasco only went to show that she'd been slacking off in this sort of thing far too much lately, so it certainly wouldn't hurt. So out came the rum and a few little shot glasses, which were then lined up in a neat little row on the kitchen table for the taking while she went back to that much needed coffee.
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And waited.
And waited, as if expecting either of those shoes that Irene was missing to drop, but when she was feeling sure that the other woman was good and gone without any sudden last minute revelations or realizations that would inspire a hasty return, she let out out the breath that it felt like she'd been holding all morning in a long, dragged out groan. She took a moment to rub her eyes and then her forehead and fought down the urge to just burn the whole place down at this point. But she decided she'd best safe the self-destructive arson as a topic for after she'd at least had some coffee in in her, and, in returning to the kitchen to continue where she'd left off, she realized something else.
"Ah, zards, the squirrels!"
But halfway to opening it, she sighed and almost wondered if there was really a point in even bothering at this point, but, well, if anything, this whole fiasco only went to show that she'd been slacking off in this sort of thing far too much lately, so it certainly wouldn't hurt. So out came the rum and a few little shot glasses, which were then lined up in a neat little row on the kitchen table for the taking while she went back to that much needed coffee.