So you don’t have any down time is what you’re saying.
[Vil turned with a hand on his hip and pointing a spatula at Lyney as he went and did that thing he swore to himself that he wasn’t going to do. Of course he wasn’t as harsh as he could be, his time was firm, but lacked the harness he usually brought to his tirades]
Lyney, you need to find something to do to actually relax or you’ll burn yourself out. You’re already burning yourself out, I would even argue you’ve gone past burning yourself out… Like this sauce is about to be if I don’t stir it.
[He says as he hurriedly goes back to stirring the butter into the sauce so it doesn’t burn. Phew, nearly forgot about that. Yet another reason this was normally a conversation to save until after the food is cooked at least.]
What I wouldn’t do for some movies or something- actually you know what? I’m taking you on another date, we’re going to see a play, or visit the library, or something. Life is more than just survival and work.
[He heaves a sigh in exasperation, but it’s directed more towards himself. ]
And here I swore I wasn’t going to lecture you until after I’d gotten some food in you.
Well, too late for that now I suppose, but my point is I’m here to help you. You don’t need to have the whole world in your shoulders. If you’re sad, cry, if you’re angry, find a way to burn off that energy, if you’re exhausted? Then rest.
No one is going to kick you out or hold it against you. You’re only human. Now, hand me the shrimp and go strain the pasta, the meal is just about ready.
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[Vil turned with a hand on his hip and pointing a spatula at Lyney as he went and did that thing he swore to himself that he wasn’t going to do. Of course he wasn’t as harsh as he could be, his time was firm, but lacked the harness he usually brought to his tirades]
Lyney, you need to find something to do to actually relax or you’ll burn yourself out. You’re already burning yourself out, I would even argue you’ve gone past burning yourself out… Like this sauce is about to be if I don’t stir it.
[He says as he hurriedly goes back to stirring the butter into the sauce so it doesn’t burn. Phew, nearly forgot about that. Yet another reason this was normally a conversation to save until after the food is cooked at least.]
What I wouldn’t do for some movies or something- actually you know what? I’m taking you on another date, we’re going to see a play, or visit the library, or something. Life is more than just survival and work.
[He heaves a sigh in exasperation, but it’s directed more towards himself. ]
And here I swore I wasn’t going to lecture you until after I’d gotten some food in you.
Well, too late for that now I suppose, but my point is I’m here to help you. You don’t need to have the whole world in your shoulders. If you’re sad, cry, if you’re angry, find a way to burn off that energy, if you’re exhausted? Then rest.
No one is going to kick you out or hold it against you. You’re only human. Now, hand me the shrimp and go strain the pasta, the meal is just about ready.