Ficlet: Morning Ritual
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xp_logsSometimes it's the small things that matter the most.
He said life's so hard to move in sometimes
When it feels like I'm towin' the line
And no one even cares to ask me why I feel this way
'The Road that I'm on.' - Three Doors Down.
Jubilee was not an insomniac by nature, indeed she was often incredibly difficult to wake up in the morning. In fact, this had become somewhat of a ritual between her and Paige, with Paige rapidly going from threats of water throwage to bodily throwing her out into the hallway in her tweety-bird pjs. It had become one of the more amusing moments of her day.
It worried Jubilee that Paige had stopped waking her up in the mornings. She couldn't say whether it bothered her more because Paige had stopped, or because she missed the idea of it. That someone would care enough to wake her up.
So now, every morning she lay awake in her bed, eyes firmly closed and waited.
One day soon, she'd feel Paige's hand on her shoulder, the prelude to a bout of vigorous shaking and threats to get the glass of water. One day soon...Jubilee was sure of it.
One day soon, everything would be okay again.
He said life's so hard to move in sometimes
When it feels like I'm towin' the line
And no one even cares to ask me why I feel this way
'The Road that I'm on.' - Three Doors Down.
Jubilee was not an insomniac by nature, indeed she was often incredibly difficult to wake up in the morning. In fact, this had become somewhat of a ritual between her and Paige, with Paige rapidly going from threats of water throwage to bodily throwing her out into the hallway in her tweety-bird pjs. It had become one of the more amusing moments of her day.
It worried Jubilee that Paige had stopped waking her up in the mornings. She couldn't say whether it bothered her more because Paige had stopped, or because she missed the idea of it. That someone would care enough to wake her up.
So now, every morning she lay awake in her bed, eyes firmly closed and waited.
One day soon, she'd feel Paige's hand on her shoulder, the prelude to a bout of vigorous shaking and threats to get the glass of water. One day soon...Jubilee was sure of it.
One day soon, everything would be okay again.
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This was very, very nice.
Date: 2005-04-22 03:37 pm (UTC)Well-done.
Redhawk
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Date: 2005-04-22 04:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 04:43 pm (UTC)Lovely.
Sascha
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Date: 2005-04-22 05:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-22 05:55 pm (UTC)