Quatre Winner\'s Diary
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Gundam Wing/AC › Crossovers
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
84
Views:
2,995
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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April 17th
April: April\'s Fools
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Thursday, April 17th
2:32 pm
Duo came walking in a little bit ago, plopped two backstage passes down on my desk and told me that there was a party tomorrow night at his place. If Trowa and I aren\'t there, then Hilde will track us down like the dogs we are and drag are sorry asses over to get shit faced. It\'s hard to refuse an invitation like that.
Trowa\'s going to so excited about these. We get to go backstage!
I think that after work I\'ll pick him up a journal just to add to the surprise. If he\'s going to be able to read my thoughts about everything, then I want to know his too, damn it. Besides, it\'ll make a nice place to hide the passes.
7:12 pm
I hate Barnes and Nobel. Who the fuck wants to pay $22.99 for a diary? Seriously overpriced. And they all were tacky. Who wants a journal with sequins all over the cover? Really, only thirteen-year girlgirls want something like that and they couldn\'t afford it if they tried.
I did find something nice, and not the fifty-dollar leather-bound journals that they sell. No, there was this little international shop that had a lovely suede one imported from India. It even has this beautiful clasp to close it. And the passes fit in perfectly.
I hope gets here soon. He called to say he was going to be late. Apparently there was some kind of emergency with one of his patients. I hope the poor kitty is okay.
Oh, the timer just went off. Dinner\'s done.
9:11 pm
It was seven-thirty before Trowa got home. The cat made it through fine. She got into a pretty nasty battle with her neighbor\'s dog and lost. Poor baby.
At least dinner was still warm when he came in. I was so amazed a few days ago by a toothbrush, but just the fact that he\'s here with me every night...well it\'s starting to become commonplace. I love every minute of it.
Dinner tuned out fine. I actually made decent food. Trowa was so proud. He loved the present too, especially the passes. He can\'t seem to stop talking about meeting Guster. I don\'t think he was this excited when he got the tickets, and I can\'t stop smiling about this either. I enjoy seeing him like this.
As for the journal...well he keeps looking at it like he doesn\'t know what to make of it. He\'s never kept a diary before. Neither had I a few months ago, but look at me now. I\'m a natural. I told him to write what he\'s thinking and feeling, but I don\'t think he quite gets it yet. It\'s time to save him; besides, he looks so cute when he\'s perplexed.
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Thursday, April 17th
2:32 pm
Duo came walking in a little bit ago, plopped two backstage passes down on my desk and told me that there was a party tomorrow night at his place. If Trowa and I aren\'t there, then Hilde will track us down like the dogs we are and drag are sorry asses over to get shit faced. It\'s hard to refuse an invitation like that.
Trowa\'s going to so excited about these. We get to go backstage!
I think that after work I\'ll pick him up a journal just to add to the surprise. If he\'s going to be able to read my thoughts about everything, then I want to know his too, damn it. Besides, it\'ll make a nice place to hide the passes.
7:12 pm
I hate Barnes and Nobel. Who the fuck wants to pay $22.99 for a diary? Seriously overpriced. And they all were tacky. Who wants a journal with sequins all over the cover? Really, only thirteen-year girlgirls want something like that and they couldn\'t afford it if they tried.
I did find something nice, and not the fifty-dollar leather-bound journals that they sell. No, there was this little international shop that had a lovely suede one imported from India. It even has this beautiful clasp to close it. And the passes fit in perfectly.
I hope gets here soon. He called to say he was going to be late. Apparently there was some kind of emergency with one of his patients. I hope the poor kitty is okay.
Oh, the timer just went off. Dinner\'s done.
9:11 pm
It was seven-thirty before Trowa got home. The cat made it through fine. She got into a pretty nasty battle with her neighbor\'s dog and lost. Poor baby.
At least dinner was still warm when he came in. I was so amazed a few days ago by a toothbrush, but just the fact that he\'s here with me every night...well it\'s starting to become commonplace. I love every minute of it.
Dinner tuned out fine. I actually made decent food. Trowa was so proud. He loved the present too, especially the passes. He can\'t seem to stop talking about meeting Guster. I don\'t think he was this excited when he got the tickets, and I can\'t stop smiling about this either. I enjoy seeing him like this.
As for the journal...well he keeps looking at it like he doesn\'t know what to make of it. He\'s never kept a diary before. Neither had I a few months ago, but look at me now. I\'m a natural. I told him to write what he\'s thinking and feeling, but I don\'t think he quite gets it yet. It\'s time to save him; besides, he looks so cute when he\'s perplexed.