Five [Action + Audio]

[brbpouncingyou]

[[Hunter was outside for a morning jog when the storm hit. Specifically, the park. Now he's running all the way home, slipping on his own feet. Even before he gets home, he's muddy, scratched up, and generally miserable looking. He has not been having a good week. With having to deal with newfound emotions, the fire, still being unable to cook, and

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[bustydefense]

[Not going to harass you at home, but Mia is concerned nonetheless]

Everything all right?

[brbpouncingyou]

...'m fine.

[[After a moment, he realizes that he's got a cake for her.]]

...do you want to pick up your cake?

[bustydefense]

You actually made me a cake?

[brbpouncingyou]

...a friend made it for me since I'm more likely to burn the house down.

[bustydefense]

[A chuckle. Mia still doesn't approve of you eating people, but...]

Well, I should thank your friend too, then.

[brbpouncingyou]

They did it in secret, so... I probably shouldn't give out their name, should I?

[bustydefense]

Perhaps. But considering they had no reason to make me a cake...

[brbpouncingyou]

...I did throw a sort of shitfit when I couldn't bake you one properly. Maybe they saw it? I dunno.

[[Weak laughter.]]

[bustydefense]

Hahaha. Have you thanked them?

[brbpouncingyou]

Not yet. I think they should keep their anonymity. Or something.

[bustydefense]

Hmmmm... I can't accept a gift when I can't thank the giver.

[brbpouncingyou]

Well, when I see them next, I'll let you know.

[bustydefense]

Thank you.

I'm gonna assume she came and got the cake? Since lol backdated.

[brbpouncingyou]

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

probably not :/ lol sorry I've had no less than 65 tags at any given time since Saturday

[bustydefense]

[Amused chuckle]

[brbpouncingyou]

...You gonna come and get it, or what?