✖ anxiety attack: 003 ✖

[notlikethemovie]

[A. 339 Brady Lane]

Breakfast's ready!

[Guess what guys, Mika has made a massive amount of scrambled eggs! Considering what she put in them you'd think she'd been making an omelet before giving up! Diced tomatoes, green peppers, bacon, cheese, a little bit of onion, with large stacks of bacon and sausages on the side. For Annie she left a plate

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[notlikethemovie]

[Sorry Monsieur Spy, all you get is pocket lint and a small bit of gauze that was trimmed off a patient's bandage. Have fun with that!

Also that is just enough of a bump to make her go sprawling face-first into the asphalt again.]

[notlikethemovie]

N-no, no I'm not.

[Getting to her feet, her knees and palms are scratched from multiple falls, one of them is bleeding a little. The brunette hardly seems to notice as she points back toward the rec center.]

There's a dead body hung from the gate!

[notlikethemovie]

Is it?

[She glances back, one hand bunching up her nurse's apron as she twists the fabric in a white-knuckled grip.]

[notlikethemovie]

I have no idea.

[This is only making her look more upset. She has no idea what to do.]

[notlikethemovie]

Mika Whitepaws.

[She hesitates before offering him her hand gingerly, the palm scraped up from her multiple falls.]

'm a nurse.

[notlikethemovie]

[She makes a soft sound of surprise, and if she still had it, her tail would be wagging.]

[notlikethemovie]

A little, thank you.

[She sounds honestly surprised.]

[notlikethemovie]

N-no, I think I should be okay.

[Toescuff. The asphalt is suddenly incredibly interesting as Mika turns shy.]