Carlisle pushes off the couch with a grunt, pulling at his shirtsleeves to straighten them and he grabs his journal to cross the room to the desk and put them away.
Carlisle uses the mirror on the far wall more so than Edward on the whole - especially when Carlisle working. Lately he's taken to try and ignore it, ignore the eyes that aren't his own staring back.
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Date: 2010-02-23 01:14 pm (UTC)Carlisle pushes off the couch with a grunt, pulling at his shirtsleeves to straighten them and he grabs his journal to cross the room to the desk and put them away.
Carlisle uses the mirror on the far wall more so than Edward on the whole - especially when Carlisle working. Lately he's taken to try and ignore it, ignore the eyes that aren't his own staring back.
He walks past the mirror, glancing up slightly.
Walks past it and walks back to stare.
"OhmyGod."