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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 7, 2008 18:57:19 GMT -5
Wolfgang pouted, he had every intention of messing her up again, but that was even too childish for him. Instead he walked around to where she could see him and kneeled down watching the needle.
He knew just being there was going to bother her.
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Apr 7, 2008 20:58:56 GMT -5
Vienna continued working, almost in a trance as she watched the needle go up and down. Eventually she became aware of the face peering at her from the other side.
"Wolfie, what are you doing?"
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 8, 2008 15:18:45 GMT -5
"Watching you work" he said matter of factly.
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Apr 8, 2008 19:12:13 GMT -5
"Oh really? I had no idea," she replied sarcastically.
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 8, 2008 22:33:14 GMT -5
Wolfgang made a mocking face and continued watching her "What am I bothering you?"
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Apr 8, 2008 23:10:27 GMT -5
She knew if she said yes he'd never leave. "No, not at all."
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 9, 2008 11:39:08 GMT -5
Wolfgang hmphed, on the inside and stood up "Women" he muttered and began playing with something on a shelf.
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Apr 11, 2008 19:19:26 GMT -5
She glanced sideways at him.
"Do me a favor and don't break anything, huh?"
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 11, 2008 20:42:04 GMT -5
He noticed a vase with some dead flowers in it, he had a sudden urge just to knock it off, but didn't.
He wasn't THAT childish.
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Apr 13, 2008 9:42:16 GMT -5
She looked back at the work in front of her just in time to notice she'd guided the fabric through the sewing machine crooked in just the few seconds she'd taken to glance at Wolfgang. Cursing loudly, she threw up her hands and shoved the entire table away rather than attempt to wrestle the fabric out a second time.
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 14, 2008 18:29:51 GMT -5
He couldn't stop the snicker "Am I THAT distracting?"
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Apr 15, 2008 16:48:49 GMT -5
She frowned and was silent as she tugged the pins out of her bun and shook out her voluminous red hair.
"People wandering around pointlessly while you're trying to focus on your work," she said finally, "do tend to be distracting.
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 15, 2008 17:33:40 GMT -5
"Now you know how I feel" he mumbled before putting his arms around his back "well I'm sorry" he said with a pout.
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Post by Vienna Mozart on Apr 17, 2008 13:43:17 GMT -5
She combed her fingers through her hair from the front of her scalp and sighed. It was still too bloody hot in here to do much of anything. She wished someone would invent an air conditioner.
"Don't you have anything to do?" she asked Wolfgang. She didn't want him to leave - then she'd have nothing to do and she'd be sitting around alone - but it did seem odd to her that he wasn't working any music.
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Apr 21, 2008 20:19:46 GMT -5
He sighed "Sadly no, I've finished the opera and now I'm quite bored, if you couldn't tell my dear."
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