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[#007] Making Time for Love (Original)
Theme Prompt: #007 – Travel Plans
Title: Making Time for Love
Fandom: Original
Rating/Warnings: PG
Bonus: Yes.
Word Count: 994
Summary: Jeffrey just wants to plan his vacation. His wife has other plans in mind.
“Okay. So we have seventy two hours before we have to be back on a plane again and heading back home.”
Seventy two hours to see everything they want to see in Los Angeles? It doesn’t seem like it can be done. Especially since each of the five person group has their own list of must see locations and who knows if any of them match.
But then again, that’s why Justine, queen of micromanaging, is in charge of doing the actual planning. If anyone was going to figure this out, it is going to be here. Brushing her hair up into a ponytail, she places her hands on her hips as she studies the three day chart in front of her.
“This time table accounts for sleeping between the hours of midnight and eight AM, two hours for daily routine and continental breakfast at the hotel, and an hour for each meal thereafter – unless of course, the meal is part of the attraction. We’re going to start to my right, and you’re going to start reading off the items on your list, starting with the idea of greatest importance to you and working your way down. If someone else says your item before you, cross it off and read the next one. Hopefully there is some overlap and we can come up with a list that everyone can agree on.”
She glances over at Monica, who is looking honestly baffled by the level of intensity that is going into this, but she does have a list in front of her, indicating that she’s prepared to play along.
“Ready?” Justine asks, and Monica bobs her head in agreement. Justine smiles, before uncapping her dry erase marker and letting the stench fill the air. “Good. Let’s do this.”
- - - - - - -
Three hours later …
“It will take us at least two hours to get all the way across LA at that time of day – it’ll be a waste of time. We need to group things by location, not just priority.”
Jeffrey feels his wife, Angela, inch closer as the two of them watch Justine and Arthur debate the merits of the schedule that’s been laid out for them. Jeffery lifts one arm to let Angela tuck under it, and she curls into his chest as they watch the scene unfold. They’re the only two of the six person group that remained – Monica and Alan had to go home to their kids about an hour earlier – and Arthur and Justine had stopped taking their opinions at least an hour before that, preferring to play tetris with the already agreed upon events. While Justine was an expert in breaking down the time needed for certain things, Arthur did logistics for a living, and they had managed to work themselves into quite the passionate debate.
“Arthur is your friend, isn’t he?” Angela asks, a curiosity in her tone that Jeffrey knows all too well could lead to dangerous, dangerous ideas. “From back in college?”
“Yes, sweetheart. You know this.”
“Is he single?” Jeffrey’s eyebrows raise into his hair, and Angela gives him a look in return. “Oh don’t give me that look. Justine’s been on her own for a while, and Arthur seems like a nice man. And they both share … similar interests.”
“But similar interests you mean micromanaging the fun out of everything?”
Angela laughs. “Well someone has to do it.”
“They do seem to work rather well together.” Angela’s face lights up, and he holds up a finger. “This does not mean I’m condoning it. You remember what happened the last time you tried to set Justine up with someone.”
“Yes, you had to find a new golfing buddy, I know. But I think you’ll also agree that the group is better off without him.”
Jeffrey whimpers slightly. “I like Arthur.”
“And you don’t like Justine?”
“I adore Justine, you know that. But the more you try and set her up with my friends, the more of my friends that disappear.”
“I have a wager for you. We’ll leave the two of them here with a bottle of wine and the plans for the trip, and we’ll see what happens when they’re left to their own devices. If it’s all business, I will back off and I will never set up any of your friends with her again.”
“And what if you win?”
“Well, I have been wanting that new water feature for the backyard.” Jeffrey groans, and she grins. “Do we have a bet or not?”
Jeffrey sighs as he leans in to kiss her. “Deal.” He then gets to his feet before turning to address the other two, who seemed to be lost in their own world. “I think the two of you have this pretty well in hand – Angela and I are going to head home for the evening.”
“Oh, it is getting late isn’t it?” Justine sighs, glancing down at her watch. “Do you want to head out as well?”
The question is directed towards Arthur and he blinks, before giving a small shrug. “No, I can stay, if it’s not an imposition. Better we get it done, right?” Justine smiles, and there’s a bit of a softness to it that makes Jeffrey feel like he already should be allocating some money aside for his wife’s plans for their landscaping.
- - - - - - - -
Six months later …
“I gotta say, Jeffrey, that’s a really lovely water feature.” Alan takes another sip of his beer as the three couples settle on the back patio. “Probably hell on the water bill though, isn’t it?”
“You’re telling me.”
“How’d you let Angela talk you into that one?”
Jeffrey glances over at his wife who is cooing over Justine’s shiny new engagement ring with Monica. “Trust me, Alan. Never make a bet with your wife that she already knows she’s going to win.”
Title: Making Time for Love
Fandom: Original
Rating/Warnings: PG
Bonus: Yes.
Word Count: 994
Summary: Jeffrey just wants to plan his vacation. His wife has other plans in mind.
“Okay. So we have seventy two hours before we have to be back on a plane again and heading back home.”
Seventy two hours to see everything they want to see in Los Angeles? It doesn’t seem like it can be done. Especially since each of the five person group has their own list of must see locations and who knows if any of them match.
But then again, that’s why Justine, queen of micromanaging, is in charge of doing the actual planning. If anyone was going to figure this out, it is going to be here. Brushing her hair up into a ponytail, she places her hands on her hips as she studies the three day chart in front of her.
“This time table accounts for sleeping between the hours of midnight and eight AM, two hours for daily routine and continental breakfast at the hotel, and an hour for each meal thereafter – unless of course, the meal is part of the attraction. We’re going to start to my right, and you’re going to start reading off the items on your list, starting with the idea of greatest importance to you and working your way down. If someone else says your item before you, cross it off and read the next one. Hopefully there is some overlap and we can come up with a list that everyone can agree on.”
She glances over at Monica, who is looking honestly baffled by the level of intensity that is going into this, but she does have a list in front of her, indicating that she’s prepared to play along.
“Ready?” Justine asks, and Monica bobs her head in agreement. Justine smiles, before uncapping her dry erase marker and letting the stench fill the air. “Good. Let’s do this.”
Three hours later …
“It will take us at least two hours to get all the way across LA at that time of day – it’ll be a waste of time. We need to group things by location, not just priority.”
Jeffrey feels his wife, Angela, inch closer as the two of them watch Justine and Arthur debate the merits of the schedule that’s been laid out for them. Jeffery lifts one arm to let Angela tuck under it, and she curls into his chest as they watch the scene unfold. They’re the only two of the six person group that remained – Monica and Alan had to go home to their kids about an hour earlier – and Arthur and Justine had stopped taking their opinions at least an hour before that, preferring to play tetris with the already agreed upon events. While Justine was an expert in breaking down the time needed for certain things, Arthur did logistics for a living, and they had managed to work themselves into quite the passionate debate.
“Arthur is your friend, isn’t he?” Angela asks, a curiosity in her tone that Jeffrey knows all too well could lead to dangerous, dangerous ideas. “From back in college?”
“Yes, sweetheart. You know this.”
“Is he single?” Jeffrey’s eyebrows raise into his hair, and Angela gives him a look in return. “Oh don’t give me that look. Justine’s been on her own for a while, and Arthur seems like a nice man. And they both share … similar interests.”
“But similar interests you mean micromanaging the fun out of everything?”
Angela laughs. “Well someone has to do it.”
“They do seem to work rather well together.” Angela’s face lights up, and he holds up a finger. “This does not mean I’m condoning it. You remember what happened the last time you tried to set Justine up with someone.”
“Yes, you had to find a new golfing buddy, I know. But I think you’ll also agree that the group is better off without him.”
Jeffrey whimpers slightly. “I like Arthur.”
“And you don’t like Justine?”
“I adore Justine, you know that. But the more you try and set her up with my friends, the more of my friends that disappear.”
“I have a wager for you. We’ll leave the two of them here with a bottle of wine and the plans for the trip, and we’ll see what happens when they’re left to their own devices. If it’s all business, I will back off and I will never set up any of your friends with her again.”
“And what if you win?”
“Well, I have been wanting that new water feature for the backyard.” Jeffrey groans, and she grins. “Do we have a bet or not?”
Jeffrey sighs as he leans in to kiss her. “Deal.” He then gets to his feet before turning to address the other two, who seemed to be lost in their own world. “I think the two of you have this pretty well in hand – Angela and I are going to head home for the evening.”
“Oh, it is getting late isn’t it?” Justine sighs, glancing down at her watch. “Do you want to head out as well?”
The question is directed towards Arthur and he blinks, before giving a small shrug. “No, I can stay, if it’s not an imposition. Better we get it done, right?” Justine smiles, and there’s a bit of a softness to it that makes Jeffrey feel like he already should be allocating some money aside for his wife’s plans for their landscaping.
Six months later …
“I gotta say, Jeffrey, that’s a really lovely water feature.” Alan takes another sip of his beer as the three couples settle on the back patio. “Probably hell on the water bill though, isn’t it?”
“You’re telling me.”
“How’d you let Angela talk you into that one?”
Jeffrey glances over at his wife who is cooing over Justine’s shiny new engagement ring with Monica. “Trust me, Alan. Never make a bet with your wife that she already knows she’s going to win.”
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