[Mikaela's flopped on a couch, looking around at whoever happens to be in the room--and her immediately line of sight--curiously. Not speaking to anyone in particular, though loud enough to be overheard:] In the past few weeks I've had my computer screen melted by my kitten, gotten turned into some weird hawk or something for three days, was forgotten by half the people I know for half a weekend, and flirted with Batman until he realized I was seventeen.
Anything interesting been going on here~?
((All of these things have actually happened to her, too. Oh
dramadramaduck, how I love thee.))