[07✩video]

[daredtodo]

[This is a grumpy-looking, aged twelve James T. Kirk the community gets today, just a few days after his "first" post here. The room he's in is not his own, but a white, ultra-modern looking place that hardly looks lived-in. He moves around a bit as he's talking, but the camera on the computer follows him. At one point, he passes a window and, if

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[littlemissaria]

What's happened, Jim?

[daredtodo]

My mother promised to spend today with me and instead she's off doing Starfleet stuff. I hate her so much.

[littlemissaria]

I'm sorry to hear that. Sometimes...sometimes parents get sidetracked by other things that they don't mean to. She didn't do it to upset you...though I know that doesn't make it any easier.

[daredtodo]

It doesn't, Aria, not at all. [And... he'll just be flopping dramatically on the couch now, rather distraught, though weirdly thankful she checked on him.]

[littlemissaria]

[She holds off on saying anything further for now, though she doesn't wander far from her laptop in case she's needed.]