Mar 03, 2012 10:42
After the first week of post-break classes, Cara was looking forward to a nice quiet night in.
Sadly, her player Fandom had other plans for her. Furrier plans. Adorable plans.
Chittering furiously, Cara eventually emerged from the pile of her leathers in a tiny, fuzzy ball of chipmunkly annoyance.
Great. Not again.
[ooc: establishy]
the chipmunk that was not a chipmunk,
place: room 418