Room 505: Tuesday -- no, make that Wednesday - after Radio

[thatsamilkshake]

You know, four hours after radio? Long enough for the CD to replay three times before she turned it off, the candles to burn down, the chicken to get cold, the phone to be picked up and then put down about five times because it was supposed to be a surprise, and the girl to fall asleep on top of the covers with the back of her dress still unfastened.



As you do.



[OOC: For the roomie. BFF. Person. Other girl. SP? Ahahahaha.]

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[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Sorry about that, Francine. It was a hair thing.

"See? They take the secrecy seriously."

[thatsamilkshake]

"I think you're dreaming now." Francine nudged her off a bit and reached to turn off the lamp. "At least it's not fruitcake-attack nightmares."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Things I do not need to have nightmares about," Katchoo said idly, cuddling up because she was a total closet cuddler and don't you ever ever tell or . . . something.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine wasn't really at the place where she'd be telling many people about that yet anyway. Though if she'd known about their discussion, after dying of shame, she might use threatening to tell Arthur as a sort of blackmail. That wouldn't backfire horribly at all.

"You should go to sleep. I'll make sure no fruitcakes get you."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Of course not. That couldn't possibly go anything but well, could it?

"Gonna scare 'em off telling 'em how inferior they are to anything you make?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"That would be mean. I'll just tell them we'll let the reserves use them for target practice."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Hell, tell 'em I'll use 'em as target practice . . ."

[thatsamilkshake]

"Somehow I get the feeling from tonight that they're not very scared of you."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo sighed. "Never speak of this to anyone, okay?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"Who would I tell?" ....Besides Arthur indirectly in church, shhh.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Good question." Don't tell her that. Or maybe you could; it'd be funny. If Katchoo had an answer to the question, though, it was going to have to wait until some point after sleep caught up with her.

Unless a very faint snore was in fact an answer in code.