{"id":272,"date":"2011-06-09T08:08:20","date_gmt":"2011-06-08T20:08:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/?p=272"},"modified":"2011-06-06T20:35:22","modified_gmt":"2011-06-06T08:35:22","slug":"rather-too-victorian","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/?p=272","title":{"rendered":"Rather Too Victorian"},"content":{"rendered":"

Wazzer gets home from the women’s business meeting to find her flatmate-cum-landlady, Willow, perched in the breakfast nook. “Hey, mate, how’s it going? Want to order pizza?<\/p>\n

“I – yes, that would be lovely. Here’s your corset back. Thank you so much!”<\/p>\n

“So, how’d the long weekend go?\u00c2\u00a0 Hot guy? Steampunk Ball<\/a>? Hey? Hey?”<\/p>\n

Willow turns pink. “It went so well.\u00c2\u00a0 I had such a good time. You would have loved the clothes. Such great people in Oumaru.”<\/p>\n

“Including your boyfriend, Owen?” Wazzer grins.<\/p>\n

Willow goes red. “He’s thinking of coming up in two weeks. Winona’s having a midwinter party -”<\/p>\n

“Yeah, she told me. So you guys can hang out here!”<\/p>\n

“And, um, are you okay staying somewhere else that weekend?”<\/p>\n

“Hey, he’s your boyfriend, he’s gonna stay in your room, right?”<\/p>\n

Willow says nothing. She simply flushes beet-red.<\/p>\n

“Aw, come on, you can’t be that loud!” Wazzer half-shouts.<\/p>\n

“Please, Wazzer!” Willow’s face, purple with embarrassment now, is really anguished. “I haven’t had a proper boyfriend in years. And never when I’ve had a flatmate. Just Friday night?<\/p>\n

Wazzer sighs. “I’ll figure something out.” Then she clumps upstairs in her platform boots, pizza forgotten. In all her other flats, everyone pretended not to hear flatmate rumpy-pumpy, and a stranger in the morning kitchen was greeted with a nod. But it was easier in a sprawling six-person villa than in Willow’s compact townhouse.<\/p>\n

What a frickin’ day. In her room, Wazzer waits for her wheezy laptop to start up. Then she looks up plane fares to Amsterdam<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Wazzer gets home from the women’s business meeting to find her flatmate-cum-landlady, Willow, perched in the breakfast nook. “Hey, mate, how’s it going? Want to order pizza? “I – yes, that would be lovely. Here’s your corset back. Thank you so much!” “So, how’d the long weekend go?\u00c2\u00a0 Hot guy? Steampunk Ball? Hey? Hey?” Willow […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[80,43,41,36],"class_list":["post-272","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-shortfic","tag-drama","tag-romance","tag-wazzer","tag-willow"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/272","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=272"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/272\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=272"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=272"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/itsawellingtonlife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=272"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}