brownhairedbookworm

[brownhairedbookworm]

"Good choice. Leaner meat absorbs the flavors better." Chop chop chop. Well, at least Monika seems like she's got some thoughts on cooking, so a "low class" meal should still be plenty tasty. And probably pleasantly heated!

"Hmmm, chicken, I suppose?" Duly noted on the masochism thing. That was a good sign, by her metric. She watched Monika cook in the mean time, twirling the several thoughts regarding this strange, green-eyed woman in her head.

[brownhairedbookworm]

”Good~ from what I hear, from you that is, she works pretty hard.”

"She does~"

[brownhairedbookworm]

”Anyway, how’s your wife?”

"Enjoying her summer off~"

[brownhairedbookworm]

”I never said I didn’t know strange people, Monika~”

"True." She nods.

[brownhairedbookworm]

”…You know some very strange people”

"You just held my metaphorical heart and literal soul in the palm of your hand~" She taps her watch.

[brownhairedbookworm]

”A sw— what the hell does your husband do???”

"What did I say, last time? 'Independently wealthy'? He's kind of a mercenary, but, like, fantasy book type."

[brownhairedbookworm]

”Sounds like your husband is pretty badass. Never would’ve guessed he could fight”

"He's better with a sword or two, really."

[brownhairedbookworm]

”No way, Darwin punched him!?”

"Wool barely gave him the chance to throw. One shot, and he went down like a sack of potatoes."

[brownhairedbookworm]

”I’m gonna take a wild guess and say he tried insulting your spouses like that would work”

"He said some garbage about Wool being a twink, which IS true, but unfortunately he also knows how to throw and take a punch."

[brownhairedbookworm]

”It is a WONDER he hasn’t been reported for stalking”

"Not worth the effort, honestly."

[brownhairedbookworm]

”He tried his luck with you too?”

"Oh, good god, he was hounding me for MONTHS after he found out I worked at he library. I literally had to string him up in public to get him to stop."

[brownhairedbookworm]

”Blonde, brown eyes, fair skin, no way…”

He bust out laughing

"Oh, my god, that poor woman." She puts her face in her hands.

[brownhairedbookworm]

”Describe him”

Monika proceeds to give a short, detailed description of the man she last saw dangling from vines she conjured to get him to leave her alone.

[brownhairedbookworm]

”Anyway, she starts getting close with this guy, Darwin or Darius or something, and she talks about her husband less and less and less”

"...Oh my god, please tell me it's not that one jackass from debate club."

[brownhairedbookworm]

“A well known fact that few seem capable of understanding”

"Mmmmhm. We live in a strange culture."

[brownhairedbookworm]

”Apparently, Morgan disagreed. She complained about coming home exhausted and getting annoyed when he showed her something he built. I think she’s being mean over something that could’ve been solved pretty easily if she just communicated, but it isn’t my business, so I keep quiet”

"Communication is the root of a healthy relationship, be it romantic or anything else."

[brownhairedbookworm]

”So, this woman, her name is Morgan, no relation to your Morgan, has been talking about her husband for a long time, equal parts complaining and praising. Says he’s really sweet but really obsessed with his hobbies, he likes building Legos”

"Sounds like a fun guy, I'd love to see what he's built." Monika nods, sipping her coffee.