Oi Aggie, Were Not Buyin Filet Mignon For The Cats. Wet Food Is Enough For Them.

“Oi Aggie, we’re not buyin’ filet mignon for the cats. Wet food is enough for them.”

did she put said filet mignon into the cart to see if he'd notice? maybe. " aw, babe, i-it's j-just as a little treat for them! " agatha already buys the best food she can get them, so she knows they don't need things like the filet mignon, but still! don't they deserve a little (slightly expensive) treat every now and again?

tonight just isn't her night, is it? she should've known better than to let her friends set her up on a blind date. they told her that she'd be fine, she just has to look past his rough edges. apparently his 'rough edges' equate to being simply incapable of taking 'no' for an answer! agatha didn't want more drinks, she didn't want to slip off to the bathroom with him, she really just wanted to go home.

what a waste of time this was. i would've had more fun curling up on the couch with some tea and a good book.

the faerie's gaze flickers up toward the man that made his way over, listening to him speak. she can't help but feel a little relieved. finally, it seems maybe someone has come to her rescue. while she doesn't like the idea of someone having to fight to keep the guy away from her, especially when this man could get injured in the process, he just won't listen to her and take her seriously! it was upsetting beyond words and all she can manage to the man that came over is a nod and a stuttered out 'please'.

   "he  botherin'  ye,  bonnie?" 

   soap  walks  up  to  the  bar,  a  half  empty  bottle  in  his  hands.  he's  got  the  rogueish  good  looks,  boyish  in  nature.  the  smile  on  his  face  is  warm  and  genuine  -  and  the  glare  leveled  at  the  harrassing  man  is  burning  hot. 

   "been  thinkin'  this  guy  needs  a  lesson.  seein'  him  feck  around  all  night.  jus'  say  the  word,  aye?  would  look  a  lot  better  if  i  threw  hands  fer  someone  else's  sake,  ye  ken?"  a  wink  passed  off.  someone's definitely  looking  for  some  trouble  -  he's  got  high  hopes  he'll  be  granted  that.

gave both aggie and soryn a lethal company verse!

a soft laugh leaves soryn. " forgive me, i did not mean to frighten you even more, nic. it was not my intention in the slightest. " sometimes it slips their mind that humans aren't always assuaged by honesty. sure, the spider could've come back had she tried to go after it, but it most likely would've disappeared and died there (or left and made its way into someone else's home) or it would've reappeared and she would've killed or caught it then. nicole might've been a bit tense after, but the spider would be gone one way or another.

the demon blinks at her. well, they could be honest and say there are worse horrors in hell, or that some of their demon friends look like spiders/are spider-esque, but what's the likelihood she'll believe them? " spiders are important creatures. it is good to care for them rather than kill them. spiders only get a bad rap because they are venomous and because they are not 'pretty' like, say, butterflies. " soryn explains with a smile. " if you were a spider, would you want someone to squash you? "

         “Ya know, them reapparin’ sounds worse.” Was he trying to make her feel better about the whole thing? Goodness gracious. By all accounts Nicole was grateful that the spider was gone, and even more so that he took the time to reassure her and make her feel better. Or at least, trying to. Knowing that they come back did little to comfort, however. Even though all logic dictates he’s correct, phobias aren’t exactly rational in any sense.

          As he questions whether or not she’s seen someone do it, she gives a soft nod. Her dad has done it when he carried them outside because she was too afraid. But that’s just it to her, she’s seen it, she just is unable to fathom it. The thought alone was highly distressing to her. "I. . .I mean yer braver than me, ya know? My pops is tha same way. . .I jus' don' understand i'. No' in tha slightest, I'll say. Why don' they bother youse?"

in the springtime i feel little flowers grow in my heart too

Lack of Sleep Starters!

pronouns and context can be changed as you see fit.

When was the last time you actually got some rest?

Alright, that's it. You're going to bed, and I'm not taking no for an answer.

Look at you! You're spilling coffee.

You have bags, and I'm not talking about the Gucci kind.

Jesus, have you been awake the entire night?

It's 4am. You need sleep.

You're safe here. You can rest now.

I promise, I'm fine. I just look tired a lot, thanks to... the tiredness.

Look, I'm okay! I've pulled all nighters before.

This isn't the first time I've gone without sleep.

I'll carry you to bed if I have to.

Do I need to baby you?

Huh? What? I'm awake, I swear!

You just ran into the wall. It's time to lie down.

Go. To. Bed. That's an order.

I made a nest for you. You can sleep in that, if you want.

Can I get an extra pillow / blanket?

Want me to tuck you in, too?

I'll check in on you in an hour. You'd better not have moved.