[She's perfectly fine with ignoring him and what he's doing... She's damn interested in her breakfast. But even on her worst behavior, she's no good at ignoring people when spoken to. She glances up at him halfway through bringing the fork back to her mouth.]
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Date: 2012-02-25 03:53 pm (UTC)Mornin. Rest well?
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Date: 2012-02-25 09:00 pm (UTC)[ short. to the point. trying to keep it simple. ]
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Date: 2012-02-25 09:07 pm (UTC)[Goooooing back to her breakfast.]
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Date: 2012-02-29 02:26 am (UTC)[ fuck, he can't stand it anymore. ]
Look, about yesterday... that was NOT ME.
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Date: 2012-02-29 02:31 am (UTC)[She takes a break from her breakfast to look up at him, her arms crossed.]
Because that wasn't me yesterday either. But my guess is, you know who was responsible for that mess.
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Date: 2012-03-04 10:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-05 05:36 am (UTC)Should have known....
[Her life was really so much easier before she got involved with these damn gods.]
Can we at least give him hell for this?
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Date: 2012-03-08 06:07 am (UTC)Oh, we'll get him back somehow... I just need to think of something suitably excruciating.
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Date: 2012-03-09 04:34 am (UTC)Good. Just let me know when and where...
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Date: 2012-03-10 02:26 am (UTC)Trust me, you'll be the first person I call.
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Date: 2012-03-10 06:23 am (UTC)Good. In the meantime, if you don't need me today, I was planning on heading to the Salon for a bit.