MCA #4, Sunday Afternoon
Shelley was concentrating less on the fact that it was Valentines Day and more on trying to figure out why her apartment smelled. "It smells like fart," she declared for about the tenth time that day, opening the front door to the apartment in hopes of a draft.
She was also slightly hung over, so she had attempted to make coffee. The black sludge she was sipping while running around cleaning resembled coffee but actually had little in common with the beverage as far as taste. Shelley didn't seem to care, happy to have turned the coffee maker on and gotten something out of the process without starting a fire.
She had had worse Valentines Days, pre-Bunny, of course, but this one wasn't all that bad. She had two lovely floral bouquets and, despite missing the dance entirely, had gotten some last night. Finally. Now if her roommate would just call so she could gush over the details.
There were a pair of her thongs hanging from the light fixture in the living room. "Now, how did you get up there?" she asked, puzzled because she hadn't even been wearing underwear yesterday.
[ooc: Shelley is waiting for a phone call, but post and door wide open!]
She was also slightly hung over, so she had attempted to make coffee. The black sludge she was sipping while running around cleaning resembled coffee but actually had little in common with the beverage as far as taste. Shelley didn't seem to care, happy to have turned the coffee maker on and gotten something out of the process without starting a fire.
She had had worse Valentines Days, pre-Bunny, of course, but this one wasn't all that bad. She had two lovely floral bouquets and, despite missing the dance entirely, had gotten some last night. Finally. Now if her roommate would just call so she could gush over the details.
There were a pair of her thongs hanging from the light fixture in the living room. "Now, how did you get up there?" she asked, puzzled because she hadn't even been wearing underwear yesterday.
[ooc: Shelley is waiting for a phone call, but post and door wide open!]