Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) -
Chapter 2781
Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2781
An Unlikely Pair
"Stop being so melodramatic. Why's a big man like you being so wishy-washy for?" Abelyn said in displeasure inside of the ward.
"Nobody asked you to come pick me up," Dustin rejoined.
This prick's really getting under my skin!
Whack! Abelyn aimed a pillow right at him.
Oof! Dustin clutched at his stomach like the hit was excruciating.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Joan hurried over, extremely concerned. She would become anxious whenever Dustin exhibited even the slightest hint of discomfort.
Dustin merely turned himself around slowly and blinked at her.
"Argh!" Dustin yelled at the top of his lungs.
Pfft. Whinier than a woman! Abelyn silently stared him down.
"It really hurts!" Dustin's commitment to his performance was absolute.
Is that right? Abelyn picked up a few more pillows and fired all of them his way.
"Ah! Hey, watch it!" Dustin was incensed.
"Well, isn't that fun? We're all busy packing up, so nobody's in the mood to be part of your little sideshow!"
The entire room was enveloped in silence in a heartbeat. Why is this woman blowing her top up all of a sudden? Dustin pursed his lips and took to gathering up the things around him immediately. Joan was quite amused by the antics of this unlikely pair. Why was it that they just would not get together? This was something that continued to baffle Joan.
Very soon, they were all packed up and en route to Abelyn's villa.
"Woohoo. We're finally back!" Abelyn spread her arms gaily as though to embrace her own arrival in the living room.
As though you haven't been back in years. Dustin twitched his eye at her before he went on to settle himself down on the couch.
Thump. Came a knocking upon the door.
"Who is it?" Abelyn shouted as she got to her feet, sounding a little annoyed.
"It's me!" The familiar voice from outside belonged to Jessica.
"Oh, what brought you here?" Abelyn's excitement was apparent when she hurried over to let Jessica in. It had been quite a while since they last met, so she really missed her. "Why? Am I not welcomed?" Jessica nudged at her friend's head frivolously.
"Nonsense. I've been looking forward to your visit every single day." Abelyn then put her right arm over Jessica's shoulders. There was much banter and good cheer accompanying the two women into the living
room.
"Hey Joan. Hey Dustin." Jessica greeted the two persons seated on the couch as soon as she spotted them.
"Why are you here?" Dustin stood up and eyed the newcomer in suspicion.
"Say, are you and Abelyn dating? Is that why both of you sound more and more alike?" Jessica patted Abelyn on the shoulder as she cast her a meaningful look.
Joan appraised the scene before her almost expectantly.
"Rubbish. I'm already attached, alright? Besides, that swinging bachelor Dustin over there has exceedingly high standards, yeah?" Abelyn dismissed it casually.
What's this lass blabbering about? He firmly rejected the notion that he had stringent requirements of any prospective partners.
"How's your recovery coming along? Are you feeling better now?" Jessica asked in concern. She was quite out of the loop while she had been out of the country for work, and only learned about the troubles at Joan's flower shop upon her return yesterday.
"Relax, all is well cause this man's here a real stud!" Dustin thumped upon his own chest confidently.
"As if. You should've seen how that stud squealed and writhed when I bombed him with a pillow in the hospital just now."
Abelyn's exaggerated and humorous take on events did much to enliven the mood.
Dustin quietly acknowledged his inability to dispute the truth when he departed from the living room and slinked away into the kitchen.
"I've heard about what happened." Jessica seemed worried as she turned to regard Joan, but placed a reassuring hand on her back. "But don't worry. I'm sure Larry will think of something."
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