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Here, bar, have an Inari!
Reclined back in a chair at a table she lightly dozed while listening to an iPod she had gotten from Bar. Her door hadn't come back since her last entrance and, well, it was starting to wear at her patience. Pouting a little she eyed the bar about her and switched to another song somewhere on the playlist. She was going stircrazy.
Anyone want to help get her back in a quasi-goodmood?
Reclined back in a chair at a table she lightly dozed while listening to an iPod she had gotten from Bar. Her door hadn't come back since her last entrance and, well, it was starting to wear at her patience. Pouting a little she eyed the bar about her and switched to another song somewhere on the playlist. She was going stircrazy.
Anyone want to help get her back in a quasi-goodmood?