Even more rambling on and on... but this is going better than I hoped!
Larry woke up at seven, or Mat woke him up. His neck and his body ached, and he just wanted to go back to sleep... in a bed. ”Morning, Larry.” Larry only hummed to an answer. ”Coffee?” ”Yes please.” he said, and sat up, the sun coloured the city in front of him. He hadn't noticed last night, he had been to busy talking with Mat, but when he thought about it now... the sunset had been spectacular. He sighed, and stood up. He turned on the tv, the film had returned to the menu and played that horrible music. It was to early trying to find the remote control. ”Here you go.” Mat said, and gave him a cup (it was green) with coffee and milk, just like he wanted it. ”Thank you.” he said. Mat looked adorable, his hair was even more messy and only dressed an old t-shirt and boxers. Larry tried not to think about the latter part. They sat down in Larry's bed, or well Mat's sofa, agreed that they would much rather have scrambled eggs when they arrived on set. ”Can I use your shower?” Larry asked. ”Sure thing.”
Jim called when he was outside, and Mat mentioned that Larry was with him. And Jim could not miss out on that opportunity. ”Aw, when is the wedding?” he said and laughed. ”Tell me everything Mat, how is Larry in bed?” Larry, used to being funny all the time said: ”I am wonderful, am I not, Mat?” ”Excellent.” Mat said, and fastened his seatbelt. Jim laughed, and they laughed to, even the driver did so, used to the odd people he had to drive to sometimes even odder places. ”So said, Ben owes me... and I wonder if I can return the wedding gift I bought last night.” ”Oh stop it Jim.” Mat said. ”Or we will bother you with our wordcounts.” ”Oh please don't, show pity, show pity! I am only a man after all!” Jim said. ”Honestly, did you get any writing done?” ”Nah...” Larry said. ”You didn't?” Mat said. ”I finished my goal for the day.” ”I got distracted by that silly movie.” Larry said and leaned back. He wondered how it would be, being married to Mat, or maybe just being his boyfriend. They would live together, Mat made great coffee and Larry could live with watching bad movies and horrible music. And they could get a dog and name it something cheesy. And of course, Laurence Baynton sounded good, but Mathew Rickard even better. Oh god, what was he doing? Concentrate Lazza, he thought, you are not going to marry him, he could probably get better than him. Plus you work together. Not a good combo at all. ”Are you listening Laz?” ”What?” ”You haven't tweeted yet, the fans will wonder if you are alive or not?” Mat said, and smiled, oh dear his smile was wonderful. ”Yeah man, if you don't tweet... who knows what will happen?”
Lazabotron Laurence Rickard @realjimhowick wants me to tell you that I am a live. He haven't killed me yet!
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Re: [FILL] Larry's Adventures in NaNo-Land Part 8/30
Date: 2011-11-08 11:11 pm (UTC)Larry woke up at seven, or Mat woke him up. His neck and his body ached, and he just wanted to go back to sleep... in a bed. ”Morning, Larry.” Larry only hummed to an answer. ”Coffee?”
”Yes please.” he said, and sat up, the sun coloured the city in front of him. He hadn't noticed last night, he had been to busy talking with Mat, but when he thought about it now... the sunset had been spectacular. He sighed, and stood up. He turned on the tv, the film had returned to the menu and played that horrible music.
It was to early trying to find the remote control. ”Here you go.” Mat said, and gave him a cup (it was green) with coffee and milk, just like he wanted it.
”Thank you.” he said. Mat looked adorable, his hair was even more messy and only dressed an old t-shirt and boxers. Larry tried not to think about the latter part.
They sat down in Larry's bed, or well Mat's sofa, agreed that they would much rather have scrambled eggs when they arrived on set. ”Can I use your shower?” Larry asked.
”Sure thing.”
Jim called when he was outside, and Mat mentioned that Larry was with him. And Jim could not miss out on that opportunity. ”Aw, when is the wedding?” he said and laughed. ”Tell me everything Mat, how is Larry in bed?”
Larry, used to being funny all the time said: ”I am wonderful, am I not, Mat?”
”Excellent.” Mat said, and fastened his seatbelt.
Jim laughed, and they laughed to, even the driver did so, used to the odd people he had to drive to sometimes even odder places. ”So said, Ben owes me... and I wonder if I can return the wedding gift I bought last night.”
”Oh stop it Jim.” Mat said. ”Or we will bother you with our wordcounts.”
”Oh please don't, show pity, show pity! I am only a man after all!” Jim said. ”Honestly, did you get any writing done?”
”Nah...” Larry said.
”You didn't?” Mat said. ”I finished my goal for the day.”
”I got distracted by that silly movie.” Larry said and leaned back. He wondered how it would be, being married to Mat, or maybe just being his boyfriend. They would live together, Mat made great coffee and Larry could live with watching bad movies and horrible music. And they could get a dog and name it something cheesy. And of course, Laurence Baynton sounded good, but Mathew Rickard even better.
Oh god, what was he doing? Concentrate Lazza, he thought, you are not going to marry him, he could probably get better than him. Plus you work together. Not a good combo at all.
”Are you listening Laz?”
”What?”
”You haven't tweeted yet, the fans will wonder if you are alive or not?” Mat said, and smiled, oh dear his smile was wonderful.
”Yeah man, if you don't tweet... who knows what will happen?”
Lazabotron Laurence Rickard
@realjimhowick wants me to tell you that I am a live. He haven't killed me yet!