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wrongkindofsith) wrote2015-11-21 01:33 am
wrongkindofsith) wrote2015-11-21 01:33 am
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Cara's Apartment, Very Early Friday Morning
That luggage had finally disappeared around midnight, but by then, Cara's mood was so shot that she was looking at a sleepness night.
It didn't help when in the middle of the night, she suddenly started hearing noises in the living area. She padded out, agiel in hand, only to find the television on and a group of guilty looking squirrels on the couch with the remote.
...chitter?
"It's not my birthday," she said flatly. "And when was I supposed to have registered this account?"
As a group, the squirrels pulled away from one of their number.
Cara sighed and sat down on the couch, picking up the remote, because there was no way she was getting back to bed now. "Leroy, do you want to end up like Tino?"
[Establishy, but can be open if you got a reason to be around or call.]
It didn't help when in the middle of the night, she suddenly started hearing noises in the living area. She padded out, agiel in hand, only to find the television on and a group of guilty looking squirrels on the couch with the remote.
...chitter?
"It's not my birthday," she said flatly. "And when was I supposed to have registered this account?"
As a group, the squirrels pulled away from one of their number.
Cara sighed and sat down on the couch, picking up the remote, because there was no way she was getting back to bed now. "Leroy, do you want to end up like Tino?"
[Establishy, but can be open if you got a reason to be around or call.]