Another day goes (For [personal profile] fitofgrandair and/or [personal profile] checkmystache)

Apr. 22nd, 2013 12:26 pm
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Otro día se va,
y eres mucho más viejo.


(Otro día se va, Los Miserables- Spanish version of "At the end of the day")

Everyday the same.

She wakes the first of all the family. She dresses herself in the corridor to let her sister and her mother sleep a bit more. Grabs a bit of the bread of the day before and the fruit that Helène, her mother's maid, (who hasn't left Mother's shadow even after Father died and they couldn't pay her) has managed to get at the market.

And gets her shawl and a kiss on the cheek from Helène, despite the eternal look of disapproval (You should be married to a nice man, not working in such a place.)

She does open the door and the day, which is barely waking up itself, welcomes her while she walks in direction to the factory, eating the fruit and minding her own business, despite the fact that one can barely do so in the streets of Paris.

 She meets with her co-workers at the door. All of them sleepy eyes and dark circles under them. But also smiles, because they are like sisters. And all seem to be around Rose, who holds a letter. Her boyfriend is coming back to Paris and is going to "ask her an important question".

(Irma could care less about said question, but is happy for Rose).

They enter and begin their work.

While all of them are embroidering, the girls joke that they should find Irma a boyfriend. And make a family of her own. That meets with laughter from Irma. She has a family of her own already, and she was a natural born spinster.

"That lady who will tell stories of all our crazy youths to your grandchildren, ladies."

They all laugh heartily, which gets them a reprimand from the supervisor, and they all continue in silence till the day reaches its end.

The end of the day and she begins the path back home after she says "See you tomorrow" to the girls.

It was another day, after all.

Date: 2013-05-04 12:58 am (UTC)
fitofgrandair: (agreeable)
From: [personal profile] fitofgrandair
Lovely girl, she's done precisely what he could have wished. He cannot say what she intends by it or whether she knows her own intention, but it is welcome, flattering, even a bit surprising. Because she has taken the step of her own accord, and to receive such a favor from so exemplary a lady is nothing to be simply shrugged away.

He allows himself to remain as he is for a moment, reveling in the knowledge of her kiss, then opens his eyes and clasps one of her hands in his own.

"Mademoiselle, you astonish me. You confound even my capacity for words, and I can only hope that I may prove myself worthy of this favor." He offers a kiss of his own, light and planted on the back of her hand. "It has been both a pleasure and an honor, Irma Boissy."

Date: 2013-05-04 01:32 am (UTC)
fitofgrandair: (snerk)
From: [personal profile] fitofgrandair
He recognizes the invitation in those words, the desire and the wistfulness. Beautiful, indeed.

"Au revoir, Mademoiselle Boissy." He offers a final bow, less exaggerated, more a gesture of reluctant parting. He doesn't intend to make this the last of their meetings, and has in fact already begun to make plans of leaving a bouquet of dandelions at her door. Late tonight, or perhaps tomorrow night, when no one stirs and he may simply leave the flowers to be discovered in the morning.

For now, he vows to hold her eyes as long as she will allow. It is not his place in this instance to turn aside, and in any case he would like to take in as much of the vision as he may before departing. (Because who can say... She may seem quite caught up now, but the new day may bring a change of mind. Affection shifts quickly, and this encounter may have been a passing fluke.)

Whatever the case may be, whether or not he may encounter her again... This has been an evening well spent, and a meeting to live on in pleasant recollection.

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