Room 505, Tuesday Morning

[thatsamilkshake]

Nice of Fandom to let her survive the weekend, Francine had decided upon listening to last night's radio broadcast, before throwing something else at her. It was sometimes generous like that.

Francine was sometimes generous too. For instance right now she was sticking around her room failing to kill things online, instead of going out and failing to kill things elsewhere.

[OOC: Expecting the Ears for SP of dooom, but also open if you want to deal with her, sure.]

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"The ones with the--" He waved in the vague area that boobs would be if he was a girl.

[thatsamilkshake]

It was either crack up at that visual or die of kdsjhakljsdhlkjsdh at what he actually meant. Francine chose cake.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

And that would be when he smacked her with the pillow. "You're a cruel woman."

[thatsamilkshake]

"If you really want I could buy you one, but I don't think you're curvy enough to pull it off."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"It was for you!" Really now!

[thatsamilkshake]

"You'd wear that for me? That's so sweet. In a way that puts this conversation back in the lead for weirdest we've ever had."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

And that would be the pillow sailing at her head yet again. "See if I ever do anything nice for you again."

[thatsamilkshake]

SMACK-THUD.

The thud part would be Francine falling off the bed. As you do.

"Ow. See if I ever wear anything leather for you again!"