Well, THIS is Normal
Apr. 8th, 2017 07:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
middle_amazonWedding season is her favorite season, both personally and professionally. It's lucrative from a business standpoint and watching couples of all age share a celebration of commitment makes her barely-hidden inner romantic blossom outward. Fashion was fast-paced, high pressure, and staged. Wedding can be, but most of the time the best laid plan just don't manifest - and that is almost always for the best.
The downside of this season is she's damn tired. After lugging her equipment into the garage and securing it, she makes her way down the hall, through the kitchen...
And that's when she hears it.
It's not expected or unexpected. Donna is just wondering who's here listening to her slightly aged Boys II Men Greatest Hits CD. Is Jesse Quick here visiting? Is Kory fiddling with the stereo Roy's been repairing?
Nope. Surprisingly, it's the man himself. Fresh from the shower and with college textbooks strewn about him, with wet red hair failing about as he headbangs - yes, headbangs - to the catchy chorus. One hand holds a towel while the other, hovering by the stereo, pumps a fist with the beat.
As she leans silently in the doorway, she has to wonder: How in the world does he do that? How is it that she's known him over half her life and she keeps being surprised? How in Great Hera's name does she keep falling in love with this man?
As the music fades, Donna can't help herself. "Testing the stereo, Mr. Victorious?"
The downside of this season is she's damn tired. After lugging her equipment into the garage and securing it, she makes her way down the hall, through the kitchen...
And that's when she hears it.
It's not expected or unexpected. Donna is just wondering who's here listening to her slightly aged Boys II Men Greatest Hits CD. Is Jesse Quick here visiting? Is Kory fiddling with the stereo Roy's been repairing?
Nope. Surprisingly, it's the man himself. Fresh from the shower and with college textbooks strewn about him, with wet red hair failing about as he headbangs - yes, headbangs - to the catchy chorus. One hand holds a towel while the other, hovering by the stereo, pumps a fist with the beat.
As she leans silently in the doorway, she has to wonder: How in the world does he do that? How is it that she's known him over half her life and she keeps being surprised? How in Great Hera's name does she keep falling in love with this man?
As the music fades, Donna can't help herself. "Testing the stereo, Mr. Victorious?"
