018 - [Audio]

[missrosetyler]

[The sound of clattering can be heard be heard in the background followed by the sound of things falling.]

What the hell...

[In reference to this.]

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[reallygreathair]

Well, just as long as one of them isn't Jackie.

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[missrosetyler]

Maybe it's mum and Mickey.

[She's just really having him on.]

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[reallygreathair]

Yeah, a zombie version of your mum. That would send me screaming.

[Pauses and thinks.]

Actually, there wouldn't be much of a difference would there?

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[missrosetyler]

Don't let her hear you ever say that.

Come to think of it mum's probably cursing you right now.

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[reallygreathair]

I believe it.

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[missrosetyler]

But I made my choice whether she likes it or not.

[She looks over at him.]

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[reallygreathair]

[Doesn't reply, but opens the closet door and leaps back as several boxes come tumbling out. More than a few of them appear to be pizza boxes.]

No boogeyman, or bodies, or your mum.

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[missrosetyler]

I warned you.

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[reallygreathair]

Yeaaaah. That's a lot of pizza boxes. Explains a bit.

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[missrosetyler]

Shut up. They had to go somewhere.

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[reallygreathair]

Let me guess, some curse caused all the rubbish to not be picked for a while?

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[missrosetyler]

Um. Maybe.

[An obvious fail attempt. She doesn't look at him and stares at her ankle instead.]

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[reallygreathair]

[Scoffs. Even after what he's seen, he's not convinced.]

Come off it, Rose.

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[missrosetyler]

Did I ever tell you about the curse I experienced last Christmas?

[She's deflecting.]

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[reallygreathair]

No. And for the last time, there's no such things as curses.

[Brushes up against a nearby table and accidentally spills some magazines.]

You've really got a lot of stuff.

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[missrosetyler]

What do you wanna call them then?

[She eyes him mildly annoyed.]

Oi! I can't believe you're that clumsy.

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[reallygreathair]

I am not!

[Ignores the magazines.]

Do you want tea?

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[missrosetyler]

Please. Yeah.

Just try not to make a mess.

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[reallygreathair]

[He goes back to the kitchen and starts getting the tea things ready.]

How's your ankle feeling?

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[missrosetyler]

It's a bit better. Still a little sore. Thank you, you know. You sort of, um, didn't have to do that.

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[reallygreathair]

[Something fragile can be heard shattering.]

Sorry! So sorry!

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[missrosetyler]

[And she's back to shouting on the couch.]

What the hell was that? Doctor...!?

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[reallygreathair]

Nothing to worry about. Everything's fine. Stay where you are. Just spilled your tea. that's all. Nothing serious.

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[missrosetyler]

My...tea?

It sounds serious...What else did you drop?

[She's glaring at him from the living room and mutters under her breath.]

No wonder you don't do domestic.

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[reallygreathair]

It's fine. Water's boiling now.