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Apr 25, 2005 19:43

Chloe's been sick for the past couple of days, so when we returned from training yesterday, I went in there to talk to her after a while of hanging out with the others and talking about training. I kind of started to try to have a conversation with Chloe, but I realized that she probably felt left out, because she hadn't been at training for a while. She started writing in her journal, so I left the room quietly. It seemed like whenever I tried to do stuff like that it never worked out. Well, she'd be better soon, and everything would go back to normal.

When I returned to the living room, I sat on the couch and chatted for a while with the others, and I heard Vi say that she was going to go get some food. That sounded pretty good, because I was really hungry, and could probably eat a whole pizza if I wanted to.

"I'm coming with you," I said, as I followed her into the kitchen. It was so cool that we had a kitchen in our apartment. Well...that was an overstatement. We had a sink and a stove, and we tended to leave boxes of food around, and on the counter area next to the table, too, which did have some cupboards underneath, but we used those for dishes. Plus, we just laid all of our takeout menus (we were getting to have quite an impressive collection) next to the sink, until we found a good place to store them, at least.

"What are you thinking for snacks?" I asked Vi once we were standing by the stove.

((open for Vi))
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