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MHA #1, Thursday Early Evening
Sep. 23rd, 2010 05:00 pm
Reno's door was locked, but really, a door lock? Child's play. It wasn't like he'd mind, either. No point to her sitting in the hallway, and, well, she kind of liked the idea of surprising him.
And now, several very important things to accomplish. Like making the kitchen less stinky (how old was this take-out?!) and finding actual real cooking implements (there had to be some here, somewhere!) and starting dinner (real food! not take-out!) and not last or least: picking up Petey and blowing raspberries on his stomach.
Peeeeeeeeeetey.
"Did you miss me, silly?" she asked. Of course he had. He was her favorite Petey ever.
(just for him what lives there, please an' thankee!)
And now, several very important things to accomplish. Like making the kitchen less stinky (how old was this take-out?!) and finding actual real cooking implements (there had to be some here, somewhere!) and starting dinner (real food! not take-out!) and not last or least: picking up Petey and blowing raspberries on his stomach.
Peeeeeeeeeetey.
"Did you miss me, silly?" she asked. Of course he had. He was her favorite Petey ever.
(just for him what lives there, please an' thankee!)
