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Priestly was sleeping in, today, thank you very much. Unless his housemate woke him up to demand breakfast, he wasn't planning on being up until well into the afternoon. He'd woken up long enough to note that he wasn't feeling crazy horny for the first time in a week and decided that that deserved a nice, long morning off from doing anything remotely adult-like or responsible.
The plan was doomed, but he didn't know that yet. The couch was comfortable, Dean was running the diner, Momoko was . . . doing whatever she was doing this morning, and all was right with the world.
[ooc: for a particular child, but also open for other visitors, including and especially the one who arrived last night, should she care to ping.]
The plan was doomed, but he didn't know that yet. The couch was comfortable, Dean was running the diner, Momoko was . . . doing whatever she was doing this morning, and all was right with the world.
[ooc: for a particular child, but also open for other visitors, including and especially the one who arrived last night, should she care to ping.]
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6/4/13 18:05 (UTC)(no subject)
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6/4/13 18:11 (UTC)"Ah. You've never visited before, sorry. Uhm. So you're Priestly's daughter? Who's April?"
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6/4/13 18:22 (UTC)Jane tilted her head at Momo. "Jeez, Dad, does Mom know you're such a player?" Her tone made it obvious that she thought the idea was pretty gross. But also kind of fascinating. It was the voice of a teenager who was just discovering her parents had lives before she came around. Maybe even interesting ones.
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6/4/13 18:40 (UTC)AWKWARD.
Momoko held a hand out to the girl. "Momoko Akatsutsumi. Priestly, uhm, your dad, and I are totally just friends right now so he let me stay over when I came to visit. Ah! It's okay, though! He doesn't have any girlfriends; he's even living with another guy right now."
Babble totally help the awkward, didn't it.
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6/4/13 18:47 (UTC)"No," Priestly said quickly. "I'm not dating anyone, right now. Dean's just staying here till he finds somewhere else."
"Ah," Jane said. "Uncle Dean. I liked him."
Not that you could tell from her actual interaction with him, downstairs.
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6/4/13 18:55 (UTC)She turned back to the younger girl with a fresh smile. "So, Jane. How old are you? I'm guessing you live in California?" Boooring.
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6/4/13 19:02 (UTC)"Met him downstairs," Jane said. "He's very charming." She looked back at Momoko. "I'm seventeen. How old are you?"
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6/4/13 19:09 (UTC)(no subject)
6/4/13 19:11 (UTC)"Jane," Priestly warned. Jane rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, I noticed, it's hard not to. And no weirder than meeting Dad when he's sleeping his way through a weirdo island, apparently. And yes. Also yes. Yes."
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6/4/13 19:21 (UTC)Momoko smiled anyway; Jane was still Priestly's daughter... at least judging by piercings, anyway. "Well, I'd better get that shower. If you don't mind, Priestly?"
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6/4/13 19:23 (UTC)"Don't let me stop you," Jane said. "Dad's gonna make me breakfast."
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6/4/13 19:31 (UTC)"Hmm. Well, he doesn't have to make me breakfast." Momoko's smile was totally sweet and polite. "He just does it because he wants to."
Tonal Implication: You are an obligation, little one.
"Don't worry about me, Priestly; I'll get something out later. I didn't sleep well last night, so I may take a long shower to relax."
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6/4/13 19:33 (UTC)"Yeah," Priestly said. "This is going to be my best weekend ever."