#archived;

I Hey, love-- there's a sound of a fridge being opened, a clatter of plastic and glass. You're probably sleeping. I hope you are. I'm about--ah, eight hours ahead of you. A door, a sliding door was opened, carrying with it the subtle noise of traffic and rain. He was probably on a balcony looking out somewhere. I'm at the hotel--the room you booked me's too bloody big for one man, y'know. Did you do that on purpose? A chuckle and he went quiet for a short while, his voice replaced with the sound of a beer can hissing open. Either way, I won't have time to enjoy what the room's got to offer. Much. He was quiet again, as if lost in thought. When next he spoke, he sounded wistful. You'd look so good on the bed. I'll talk to you soon, yeah? II John. It's amazing how much urgency he could pack into a single syllable. John--love, please pick up the phone. Where the fuck are you? You shouldn't-- There's an undercurrent of fear, but mostly it's worry that coloured his tone. A car door was slammed and its engines ignited. You aren't walking out on me, d'you understand? Y'shouldn't even be walking, for Chrissakes--you aren't saving me the heartache or whatever nonsense you're thinking up. Ring me back soon as y'get this. Please. III 'ello Conjob. The voice wasn't Ripper's. It's rough and leering, like a pervert breathing hard over a line of knickers at someone's backyard. Your boyfriend makes such a lovely racket, ain't he? I see why you keep ‘im. A distant struggle was heard, of bodies hitting the ground. A rattle of metal door and the dull sound of a fist connecting to skin. Someone cried out. Well, y'know the drill. The man sighed as if he was just a businessman going about yet another tiring work day. Meet us at the address in an hour an’ there’s a chance you’d still catch 'im in one piece. IV Gemma came 'round earlier. She might've wanted to surprise us--she didn't tell you she's back from Lyons, did she? Your niece had somethin' to catch but she told me she'd drop by again for dinner. I think she only wants free food. Oh. He sounded disappointed about something. Can you pick up some milk? We’ve run out. Ta, love.

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i asked for attention and i got it

He plucked the note and saw the date stamped on the plastic. Oh good, aside from it not being poisoned, the chocolates hadn’t gone off the expiry date either (but only by two months. The discount sticker was right beside it). How very thoughtful. He set the tin on the floor and walked over it once, twice, and three times for good measure, and left it on the coffee table. Perhaps he shall convince Spike to try a piece first later.