April 16, 2010 - 2:09am — fayne
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Vipin was not used to unexpected visits. He had very few friends, despite being someone more classy than most, and more handsome, at that, and not many of them came to call as it were. When his doorbell rang, his narrow eyes widened briefly, before he set aside the book in his thin hands and rose from the couch. Goodness, it’s late, who would be calling?...
When the door creaked open at his hand, confusion merely doubled at the sight of the woman standing there. Being a tall man, Vipin was used to looking down on people, so her height threw him off, but her green eyes quickly pulled his attention, and he inclined his head slightly. “Uh, Tuna? Hello…do come in.”
She followed him in without hesitation, a smile twitching at her lips to indicate her amusement at his puzzlement. Then again, from the times he had met her over the years, he understood she was amused at almost anything. The two moved into the living room before Vipin turned around, only allowing himself to look over her once. She looked older than the last time he saw her, sometime last summer – her green eyes, ringed and flecked with a darker shade, still glinted, but with more weary intelligence than before. Clearing his throat, the dark man smiled faintly and spoked – “What are you doing here?”
“Ha. Nice way to treat a woman.” Grinning, T rested her arm on the back of the sofa she was standing next to. “I ain’t here to beat around the bush, V, so I’ll just get to it. Aspen told me what you’re gonna do.” At her words, he felt his face flush, and murmured, “Ah, yes.” The blonde tilted her head. “So, when are you gonna do it?”
“…Well…”
“Come on, V, I’m not her best friend any more. I’m not gonna run to her and tell her where you hid the ring.”
“….The fourth of July, I was thinking.
