Aug 13, 2009 17:14
*Edie was in the make-shift kitchen cutting up various fruits. She was moving to the beat of the music playing on her iPod. She finished with the third apple (from her own stash of course) and moved onto an orange. Not one of her favourites but still good. Paying little attention to what she was doing, she hissed as she nicked her finger with the tip of the knife. She managed to get orange juice in it in the process before putting the slightly bleeding digit in her mouth. When she pulled it away, the tiny cut was already sealing over, a faded pink mark was all that was left.
~Good one, Edie. Pay attention next time!~
Edie rolled her eyes at Tammy.*
Not my fault. *It was spoken out loud and she hoped no-one who didn't know about Tammy was around, not because she was ashamed, but because it would make no sense.*
✝ edie daine/tammy daine,
jack hendley