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manwithoutfear) wrote2013-01-27 01:12 am
manwithoutfear) wrote2013-01-27 01:12 am
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[for Ellen]
I can actually read the label.
It takes a moment or two to find, granted. Initially, I'm too distracted by the fact that there's a large, leather trunk sitting outside my front door to even think there might be a label. But then, sure enough, my fingers brush up against a small piece of heavy parchment, and the braille reads as plain as day.
To Matt Murdock.
I suppose it is that time of year, isn't it?
Curious as to what's inside -- and fairly confident it isn't a guide dog to go with the laser cane I rarely use -- I slide my thumbs along the seam in search of a latch, coming across a cool brass keyhole with a key stuck inside. Slipping the key into my trouser pocket, I push open the trunk right out on the front porch, and stick my hand in.
Is that--?
"Silk."
A tie. No, wait-- A labelled tie. A small metal tab's been sewn into the back.
Blue, white stripes.
Could it be the Island's actually given me something useful?
It takes a moment or two to find, granted. Initially, I'm too distracted by the fact that there's a large, leather trunk sitting outside my front door to even think there might be a label. But then, sure enough, my fingers brush up against a small piece of heavy parchment, and the braille reads as plain as day.
To Matt Murdock.
I suppose it is that time of year, isn't it?
Curious as to what's inside -- and fairly confident it isn't a guide dog to go with the laser cane I rarely use -- I slide my thumbs along the seam in search of a latch, coming across a cool brass keyhole with a key stuck inside. Slipping the key into my trouser pocket, I push open the trunk right out on the front porch, and stick my hand in.
Is that--?
"Silk."
A tie. No, wait-- A labelled tie. A small metal tab's been sewn into the back.
Blue, white stripes.
Could it be the Island's actually given me something useful?
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"This is about admiring my handsome boyfriend in a well-fitting suit."
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"Hold the door for me?"
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She moves to hold the door, propping it open with one hand and stepping to stand behind it slightly so he has the full width of the doorway to move through with the trunk. She closes it once he's inside.
"Where do you think, the bedroom?"