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WHO: Liz Lemon (lifewithlemon) and OPEN!
WHAT: Wondering around town
WHERE: All over the city
WHEN:Afternoon
Liz was up and about in the late morning. She moved about her room sluggishly, still chewing some bit of food in her mouth. Suddenly she stopped and did a double take- was that someone she saw standing through the doorway? She frowned and took two steps backwards and saw-
"Astronaut Mike Dexter?!" What was he doing there?! There he was, standing in all his space glory. He wore his bright orange astronaut suit with his cool shiny mirror-like helmet under one arm. Boy, did he look gorgeous.
"Hello Liz," He greeted handsomely. Liz's jaw dropped, though she was certainly happily shocked. "What are you doing here?! Are you real?!"
"No. I'm actually a bit of that suspicious cheese you ate last night. You... Shouldn't eat something if you don't know where it came from."
Liz frowned and glanced down at her stomach in disappointment. "Aw, man...!" She glanced back at his perfect, handsome face, wistful and disappointed. "Do you have to go?"
"I do, Liz. After all, I'm only a figment of your imagination and poorly-treated digestive tract."
Liz had a hard time fighting that one, reluctantly agreeing with him silently. She let out an annoyed puff of air, heading off to the marketplace. She needed to talk to some food about this.
She wore a resigned and disappointed expression as she made her way out the front door and into the street. "Stupid... unknown swiss-like cheese," she muttered.
WHAT: Wondering around town
WHERE: All over the city
WHEN:Afternoon
Liz was up and about in the late morning. She moved about her room sluggishly, still chewing some bit of food in her mouth. Suddenly she stopped and did a double take- was that someone she saw standing through the doorway? She frowned and took two steps backwards and saw-
"Astronaut Mike Dexter?!" What was he doing there?! There he was, standing in all his space glory. He wore his bright orange astronaut suit with his cool shiny mirror-like helmet under one arm. Boy, did he look gorgeous.
"Hello Liz," He greeted handsomely. Liz's jaw dropped, though she was certainly happily shocked. "What are you doing here?! Are you real?!"
"No. I'm actually a bit of that suspicious cheese you ate last night. You... Shouldn't eat something if you don't know where it came from."
Liz frowned and glanced down at her stomach in disappointment. "Aw, man...!" She glanced back at his perfect, handsome face, wistful and disappointed. "Do you have to go?"
"I do, Liz. After all, I'm only a figment of your imagination and poorly-treated digestive tract."
Liz had a hard time fighting that one, reluctantly agreeing with him silently. She let out an annoyed puff of air, heading off to the marketplace. She needed to talk to some food about this.
She wore a resigned and disappointed expression as she made her way out the front door and into the street. "Stupid... unknown swiss-like cheese," she muttered.