Yelena Belova (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
the_best_sister) wrote2024-12-24 12:09 pm
the_best_sister) wrote2024-12-24 12:09 pm
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Twas the Night Before Christmas - Lighthouse Cottage
It was late on Christmas Eve when Yelena returned to the lighthouse after attending the fair and take a walk around the island, Fanny trotting alongside her. Without much ceremony, Yelena changed into some pajamas and flipped on the TV to watch “It’s a Wonderful Life” for the 438th time this month.
She sighed, settling into the couch, when her phone rang. Not the one she'd picked up in Fandom—the old phone. The one from home that hadn’t worked since she got blocked from her reality.
Her heart skipped a beat. Scrambling over the couch, she snatched it off the counter where it was always plugged in, half expecting it to be a mistake. She didn’t even check the caller ID before answering.
(Do we still do fake cuts? Well I'm doing one.)
She sighed, settling into the couch, when her phone rang. Not the one she'd picked up in Fandom—the old phone. The one from home that hadn’t worked since she got blocked from her reality.
Her heart skipped a beat. Scrambling over the couch, she snatched it off the counter where it was always plugged in, half expecting it to be a mistake. She didn’t even check the caller ID before answering.
(Do we still do fake cuts? Well I'm doing one.)