[The feed is turned on to show Riza, which isn't anything out of the ordinary, of course.

Except that she is wearing a tight, black shirt.

Good morning cleavage.]So, it's morning and mornings tend to be horrible, but it's Friday and that has to count for something, right? Right. But that's not the point here ( Read more... )

[Riza's PCD has a funny tendency to turn on by itself recently.  But this time, she's not drowning her woes in empty bottles or pretending to be fine when she's obviously not.  No, this time the scene is playing out in the park and she throws a stick, both of her dogs racing to retrieve it.  She waits for them, smiling as she watches the animals ( Read more... )

[The feed is silent for a moment, but then a quiet sound is heard, a sort of moaning, but nothing that is unpleasant.  Instead, it almost sounds like a woman is chuckling sleepily.]

...H-Hey.  Stop that.

[She goes back to the chuckling and something sounds like it's moving against sheets, more than likely the woman.]

Tickles~

[It goes quiet again, but ( Read more... )

[Riza sits on her bed, smiling widely, perhaps more than she's smiled in quite a long time.  Beside her is a fluffy white puppy, about the size of a cat, wagging his curled tail.  He yips a couple times, mouth open in a doggy smile.  Riza shushes him, trying to get his barking under control.]

Everyone, this is Dakota.  He's still young, so he'll ( Read more... )