WHO: Duck, Fakir, probably Mytho
WHERE: The MAC, Fakir's apartment.
WHEN: August 9th, afternoon
WARNINGS: possible pantslessness, Fakir being a jerk
SUMMARY: Since she hasn't seen Mytho in a whole, dare I say it, 24 LONG HOURS, Duck decides to go do what she does best: pester Fakir about it. One wonders how she ever gets any work done at the flower shop, with such an abysmal work ethic.
FORMAT: Quicklog
[[Life is like a fruit basket. You never know what you'll get until you take the pineapple out. Well, not in this case, since Duck packed this fruit basket herself, but it would certainly be a surprise for Mytho. Assuming he can feel surprise, which is probably not likely.]]
Did I ever give Mytho the heart shard of surprise? I can't remember.
[[The fruit basket of which Duck knows the contents is actually an apt metaphor for what's going on right now. Duck is fairly sure that when Fakir answers the door, he's going to try to shoo her away, which is why she's armed herself with this fruit basket. If Duck were a chicken, she'd be such a mother hen. She's worried about Mytho, so she's at the door of the apartment he shares with Fakir, with a fruit basket because after all, they just moved into the MAC. She knocks at the door.]]