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[18 Mar 2010|11:13pm] |
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Murph had gotten himself home after pulling a double shift at the meat packing plant, to find Connor passed out sleepin on his cot. His face was still a little pale, and his breathin was slow and easy.
To keep their money comin in, Murph had decided to work a couple of double shifts so that he and his brother could keep things going for the two of them. He would do it for however long it seemed to take till his brothers stomach was feelin better. A few days ago Connor woke up and he wasnt feelin all that hot, throwin up and unable to keep anything in his stomach. Murph told him to get his sick ass to bed and just rest while he went to pull in the extra time.
Rubbing his eyes while he sat down on his side of his cot, he stopped when he heard the phone ringing off to the side. Getting up quickly, he went to make a mad dash for the phone so as not to wake Connor up he pushed the button fast. "'Ello?"
"Murph is that you?" the raspy voice of their mother seemed to say on the other end.
Murph let out a deep sigh as he leaned back on the couch, his exhaustion fully apparent as he closed his eyes, "Hey Ma...itn it late over there?"
Annabelle Mcanus let out a slight bit of a half chuckle, "Ye know its never too late to have a couple. Sides.. Im drinkin off the pain in mah hand...had ta let Neville know whose boss this time round.."
Murphy sat up a little as he heard this, his eyes going hard, "Uncle Neville? Is Shann okay? He didnt mess her up did he?"
"Now dont you be worryin yer messed up head Murph. Ye Ma knows how ta take care o things. Where's that good fer nothin brother of yours?" she inquired.
Murph looked over at the side where Connor was sleepin, "Asleep. He's been fightin a bit of the bug, so i've been pullin massive double shifts the last few days. Im fucking tired as shite..."
Annabelle's voice sounded a little condoning as she sighed, "I swear both o ye never listen, and Shann was right on that. Did ye fix that tea with a shot o whiskey to sooth him?"
"Yes mother.. I've made sure he's restin good. Ye know i wouldnt do anything to keep him healthy." Murph chimed as he rubbed his right eye.
"But you better take care of your ass as well you pain in mine.. I aint goin to hear ye endin up in teh hospital for doing what ye are doin. Dont make me send Shann out there to take care of both yer asses."
"Dont tempt us Ma... ye know we dont take a visit of Shann as anything but a moment of heaven here." Murph said with a smirk. "But yes Mother.. I promise to get some rest."
"All right. I'll pass Shann the love from ye both. and if i hear you've been messing up again, i'll beat the two of you."
"All right, love ye ma..." he said as he hung up the phone. moving to lay back on the old couch, before his eyes closed from a migraine forming at his head.
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| Only For Family... so get the fuck outta here will ye? |
[02 Mar 2010|12:28am] |
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.......I still think I was first.
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