25 Unicorn Street, Thursday Evening
Mar. 6th, 2008 02:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It had been another-- well, ordinary day was something else. But it'd been a day, and Kerrigan was, as per usual, alone, rifling through her fridge looking for something that might seem remotely edible.
Her record player was softly playing some music through the house, even if she had been tired of it for a day or so after that whole... thing. It was nice, and it was quiet, and if she was contemplating an extra beer for dinner, well, that was nobody's business but hers.
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Her record player was softly playing some music through the house, even if she had been tired of it for a day or so after that whole... thing. It was nice, and it was quiet, and if she was contemplating an extra beer for dinner, well, that was nobody's business but hers.
[ open to those who know who they are ]
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Date: 2008-03-07 04:14 pm (UTC)Okay, he couldn't resist that.
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Date: 2008-03-07 06:02 pm (UTC)Kerrigan's forehead meeting her hand. And occasionally the table. "That's why you two have been flying at each other like cats."
Not that she hadn't already known, but... "Christ. Sometimes people you like like other people better. Sometimes other people give you crap for it. Can you both grow up?"
So maybe she had some experience on the subject.
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