Very short story I originally wrote for another site. Hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: Don't own it, but have a nice collection of DVDs, manga and keychains.
Her Muse
"Thank God", she muttered to herself as she sneaked out the office door, "I've got the smoking area to myself."
She slumped into the only functioning chair, balanced her half-full coffee mug on her knee, put her head against the wall and closed her eyes. Just five minutes peace. That's all I ask.
"How 'bout now?"
He was back. Again.
She could see him standing there: somewhat short, dressed in black, hands stuffed in pockets, blond hair braided neatly down his back, and an impish gleam in his gold colored eyes.
"Not now, Ed. I've only got five minutes. Come back at lunch. I've got time to write then."
He faked a pout, then broke into a devilish grin. "OK. See you at lunch." He spun around, waved and disappeared.
She sipped her coffee, put her head back against the wall, closed her eyes, and sighed. All the possible sources of inspiration in this world, and I have to get Edward Elric...
for C...thanks for the support...