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the_gene_genie) wrote2011-01-15 12:26 am
the_gene_genie) wrote2011-01-15 12:26 am
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OOM: Movie
Room 6620 is a pretty generic sort of place. It looks like a basic hotel suite - double bed, table, a couple of chairs, a sofa. There are a few suits hanging, dry-cleaned, on the back of the bathroom door (he frowns at them, there are a couple there that he’s never bought so his future self must have been around again) and a number of half-full bottles of Scotch and Firewhiskey on the table. The only thing that shows this room is really reserved for one person’s use are the posters hanging framed up above the bed. Two, cinema-size vintage prints,one from The Good, The Bad and the Ugly and the other, Gary Cooper in High Noon.
He aims Kate towards the bed.
‘Here. Lie down before you fall down.’
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And if he were the type to think deeply about such things, he might admit that he hasn’t given her much reason to really think him serious. Except that, back home, that’s just the way things are done.
He sits straight and stares at the TV.
‘Forget about it. It were jus’ a thought.’
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Of course, she doesn't know how he should be. She imagines, if nothing else, she's wounded his pride.
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She is, after all, just another bird, right? When it comes down to it, they’re all the same and not all that much use, apart from with the obvious.
‘I said forget about it. I’ve ‘ad a few drinks. You’re on drugs an’ tha’s obviously why you can’ keep your hands to yourself. It’s fine. Jus’ watch the film an’ then you can go t’bed.’
He is not pouting. Really. It’s a trick of the light.
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What can she say to set this right? There isn't anything that comes to mind. Even if she told him about Doc, about Sam, about the curse she's been living under, and even if he didn't think she was just having him on or spouting nonsense, she doesn't know if she could honestly say she's interested. Her heart's still tied up with someone else, and he's married. There isn't any kind of future there. None at all.
But she cares about him. And that's gripping at her heart.
Eventually, she looks away. Just watch the movie, and go to bed. She starts to settle back, and freezes awkwardly. She scoots herself into the corner of the couch again. He probably doesn't want her anywhere near him now.
And that's a good thing, right? Safer that way, for both of them.
(Still, she hugs her arms around her middle, manufacturing a missing warmth.)
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‘I can bloody hear you thinkin’ nonsense over there. I said don’ worry about it, didn’ I? I’ll go home an’ give th’ missus one instead. S’no hardship.’
Seeing as she brought up his wife, he can too. And while he didn’t really mean to infer that Kate would just be another shag - because he does think more of her than that - this just seems easier all ‘round.
This is the first time in his life he’s been glad that High Noon is not a long film.
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"That's probably a good idea."
Her voice is tight and affectless.
Stupid, arrogant, ill-tempered son-of-a-bitch, goddamn asshole...
She uncurls her legs, and shifts herself off of the couch.
"You're right. M'on drugs. An' I'm tired. I'm gonna go lay down, now."
She walks away.
And doesn't look at him again.
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‘OK then.’
He doesn’t look at her either. Gary Cooper is far less complicated. But because he is making a pretence at being unbothered, he does add,
‘’night,’ to that. And he even turns the volume on the TV down.
It’s fine, see? He doesn’t care.