14944/Nothing Is Perfect!

Nothing Is Perfect!
Date of Scene:	17 May 2023
Location:	Camilleri Condo
Synopsis:	Priscilla's late getting home and Hank's friend is having some troubles.
Cast of Characters:	Priscilla Camilleri, Henry McCoy

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Priscilla Camilleri has posed:
For two Doctors that were newly living together...schedules tended to be hectic. Priscilla and Henry's schedules were no different. The raven haired woman tried to make things perfect when there was down time, but some plans backfired or just didn't go as planned. Like tonight for instance.

A meeting had ran long at work for Priscilla and she had offered to pick dinner up on the way home. Only for the elevator to stop working around the tenth floor. It only took ten minutes to get it fixed, but the woman was frazzled by the time she got to the door of the condo.

He can probably here the keypad on the door when the numbers are entered and she comes through it with a huff, "Oh my goodness I'm not going back out tonight." she chuckles as she closes the door. "Sorry I'm very late!" she calls after that.

Henry McCoy has posed:
Henry was a not too concerned about the timing of her arrival. More concerning was that she seemed frazzled. Getting up from the sofa, he padded over to where she was at the door - offering her a hand. "Is everything all right? Traffic was bad?" He guesses, not assuming an issue with the elevators.

He moves to stand behind her, strong hands working over her shoulders to try to relax her. "No need to go back out, of course." He assures, hugging her after. "How can I help?"

Priscilla Camilleri has posed:
Pris smiles when she sees Henry and for a moment all is well. "Everything is fine, just...meeting ran long at work and then the elevator lost power. It's what held me up the most." she sighs to that. "I just didn't want dinner to be ruined." she admits to him.

She relaxes when he touches her shoulders, "Could you sit dinner in the kitchen while I go change really quick? I just want to get out of all of..." she waves at herself, "This. Just having one of those days where everything is going wrong." she muses to that. "How was your day though? Any bumps?" she asks him.

Henry McCoy has posed:
He easily takes the dinner bundles from her, kissing her shoulder. "I'll take a look at the elevators, if you like..." Of course, there is building maintenance, but Henry is a do-er! He carries the packages over to the kitchen, setting them down carefully. "Do you think I will need to reheat anything?"

"Get comfortable, get into a robe or whatever will make you comfy." A smile is sent her way. "My day was good - just dealing with some news about some of my friends. We live a very dangerous life at times."

Priscilla Camilleri has posed:
Priscilla gives a smile to her other half, "You know maintenance gets paid to do that." she teases him. "Not that I'm going to stop you, but if something happens they are insured and all. I think it was just a fuse...or I'm dealing with a streak of bad luck today." she admits. She watches him as she slips her shoes off and gives a little hand wiggle, "Might not be bad to turn the oven on and let them sit there for a few minutes while I change." she tells him.

Thankfully she can still talk to him as she heads upstairs to change into comfy sweats and one of her old t-shirts. "Some of your friends? Is someone in trouble?" she asks him as she heads back down. "They aren't hurt are they?" she frowns to that.

Henry McCoy has posed:
As she makes the suggestion, he moves over to the oven and turns it on, sliding the meals into it on a flat cookie sheet for now. "Oh, I know. I just like making certain." A chuckle from Henry and a shrug. "Just a rough day, it sounds like. We can get you situated in the tub after dinner, if that would help?"

"Truthfully, I doubt he's hurt - he's resilient. Just bad luck for Logan, I suspect. It happens from time to time. It happened to me before - people interested in causing chaos and pain."

Priscilla Camilleri has posed:
Priscilla gives a soft smile to him, "You're an angel, you know that right?" she tells him as she leans against the counter and watches him. "Yeah, just a really stressful Wednesday. We're doing pushes for a release and it's chaos at the office." she admits. "I think I'd just like to curl up and watch something and maybe take a soak with you after that." she smiles to him.

Then there's a gentle nod, "I don't think I've met Logan, but hopefully he's going to be alright. Are there certain people trying to make his life painful?" she asks as she moves to get silverware and drinks ready.

Henry McCoy has posed:
A smile over to her, as Henry busies himself with getting plates and silverware out. "I try to do good by the people around me, Priscilla." He chuckles. "Did you want wine with dinner?" The man suggests, trying to get her all relaxed and unwound. "What are you pushing out, then? Or is it still secret to the public?"

"A soak would be lovely with you, you're on." A wink. "Not just his - mutantkind in general." A sad smile. "Even from one mutant to another - we seem to attract the wrong sort of people with our life choices. Doing the right thing sure makes a lot of people aggravated with you."