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OOC: Backdated to last Sunday morning. Yah. ;__;
Rachel knew Harry and MJ weren't in the penthouse because for once since the weekend began, it was quiet. It was just as she liked it on an early Sunday morning. Despite the fact none of them had slept much last night because Harry Osborn had been the birthday boy, and Harry Osborn demanded to be entertained. Rachel had felt the urge to strangle him more than once.
She had to remind herself constantly she adored MJ. And she did get Harry to leave the penthouse with the promise of a shopping day, if only for a few hours.
Relishing the quiet, she curled up on her favorite couch of the study as she worked on the daily crossword puzzle of The Gotham Times. Even Rachel could leave work in the workplace every now and then. Bruce was, naturally, asleep and Alfred was humming a song as he prepared breakfast. A coffee mug was placed beside her, though Alfred left it with a stern glance.
Life was good at the moment.
Now she needed a six-lettered word for special trout.
Rachel knew Harry and MJ weren't in the penthouse because for once since the weekend began, it was quiet. It was just as she liked it on an early Sunday morning. Despite the fact none of them had slept much last night because Harry Osborn had been the birthday boy, and Harry Osborn demanded to be entertained. Rachel had felt the urge to strangle him more than once.
She had to remind herself constantly she adored MJ. And she did get Harry to leave the penthouse with the promise of a shopping day, if only for a few hours.
Relishing the quiet, she curled up on her favorite couch of the study as she worked on the daily crossword puzzle of The Gotham Times. Even Rachel could leave work in the workplace every now and then. Bruce was, naturally, asleep and Alfred was humming a song as he prepared breakfast. A coffee mug was placed beside her, though Alfred left it with a stern glance.
Life was good at the moment.
Now she needed a six-lettered word for special trout.