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lovemykilt) wrote2013-04-30 06:49 pm
lovemykilt) wrote2013-04-30 06:49 pm
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Loft above Luke's, Tuesday evening
"For the last time, Stevesie," Priestly said, scooping the red panda off the kitchen island counter. "No red pandas on the counters. Or green ones. Or any other color the island might decide to turn you to thwart me."
Stevesie looked unimpressed, and immediately started scaling his way back up the counter, after the bowlfuls of sliced pear and crumbled topping.
"I can't make a pie if you eat all the ingredients first," Priestly pointed out, bodily blocking the red panda's route. "Go bother Dean or something."
[ooc: all my other characters got to post today, I had to. Open to the roommate or anyone who might stop by!]
Stevesie looked unimpressed, and immediately started scaling his way back up the counter, after the bowlfuls of sliced pear and crumbled topping.
"I can't make a pie if you eat all the ingredients first," Priestly pointed out, bodily blocking the red panda's route. "Go bother Dean or something."
[ooc: all my other characters got to post today, I had to. Open to the roommate or anyone who might stop by!]
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