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[jemaine]

Jemaine, having found the Compound with the assistance of The Most Beautiful Girl on the Beach (that he'd seen yesterday), had slept curled up on top of his guitar case the night before, and upon finding Bret still not there when he woke up, decided that it was imperative he handle this situation head-on

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[heartintrust]

Padme was trying to get Sola to actually eat, for goodness' sakes- not just squirm and twist and do everything that she could wiggle her exactly ten-month-old body into besides eating.

When she'd been crying two minutes ago, because she was hungry. Her lips pressed together as she tried again, her shirt down around her elbow as-

Her door opened. Padme's brows knit, and she looked up. "... This... is my bedroom?" Not the New Zealand Consulate, whatever that was.

[jemaine]

Jemaine froze in the doorway. His eyes flicked between the beautiful woman and the wriggling baby in her lap.

"Right," he said. "Definitely... not the New Zealand Consulate then?"

[heartintrust]

Padme's brows knit, and Sola took that time to latch on finally. "No? But- I mean, if you don't mind me asking, what's New Zealand? I might be able to help?"

[jemaine]

Was she talking? Jemaine wasn't used to women talking when their breasts were showing.

Luckily the baby latched on before she got out the last bit, so he caught that. "It's a... country."

[heartintrust]

"On Earth?" She pressed her lips together. "I- Has anyone told you before where you are?"