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Bad Timing

Frank was busy with fixing a small leak in the kitchen when he noticed that the other room had been quiet for several minutes. His live-in girlfriend of five years, Elena, had been involved in her usual evening routine of modeling various clothing and makeup she had recently acquired for articles on her fashion-related blog site. She was quite obsessive about it and as a result was rather successful; her online shop brought in a nice amount of extra income every week. It was finally Sunday evening, so it was time to plan the next week's agenda. To complicate things, she now had the added wrinkle of trying to figure out all the bells and whistles on a powerful new camera she had bought for her studio. Elena was a self-proclaimed chatterbox anyway, even more so on this evening, but her various mutterings and exclamations had become just background noise to Frank as he was fully absorbed in the task at hand – until he had the sudden realization that the other room had fallen strangely