*One hell of a day.
stare Plus a craving for a gigantic milkshake.
gonk Kyle follows her as she sits at the bar scrolling his ipad like the wind and giving her tomorrows rundown. She sits at the end of the bar, placing her elbows on the top and rubbing her temples as she listens.
whee Kyle sits next to her and continues…
Claude called and the designer wants you in New York ASAP. I told him you weren't going until next week or possibly the week after, but you know how pushy he can get. rolleyes Kyle continues to scroll and she tunes him out thinking about how it feels as though she hasn't seen or touched base with her husband for what seems like weeks. He's probably working.
stare So much for that desk job so he could spend more time with her and the babies.
talk2hand She sighs heavily and then slams her hands abruptly on the bar. Kyle practically jumps off his stool.*
eek Go…get…me…a…god…damned…milk…shake. mad *Kyle holds his ipad to his chest and stares at her.
eek Psy turns abruptly with fire in her eyes*
NOW!!!!! scream evil *Kyle nods and hustles out the front door
and she puts up her hand calling out to him.*
AND A PICKLE!!!!! gonk stressed *But he probably didn't hear her.*
stare