A/N: Man, I suck at cross-posting sometimes. Anyway, this was written for femslash100 prompt #354, peace.
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You're relaxing on the couch when you hear someone's apartment door close and the white noise of conversation just too quiet to follow.
Suddenly, the murmuring explodes into, "- two hours ago, forehead!"
You cringe, anticipating. Sure enough, you soon hear, "Oh, sorry, surgery was just so much fun that I couldn't walk away."
"You could've at least sent notice so I wasn't sitting around stark naked and expecting to celebrate my anniversary any damn minute!"
"I'm home now, aren't I?"
"That's not..."
Heaving a sigh, you head for the door. However this goes, there will be no peace tonight.
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Praise appreciated, concrit treasured, flames raspberried.