Wandering toward her room on the third...

[jianhuo]

She was in A Mood.

She didn't get them often, but when she did, she expected people to be damn ready for them. So when she can't find Delia and Harper was too busy in the engine room to get a gorram hint, she wandered off

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There is a wandering man.

Yes, that one.

"Aren't we chipper today."

He smells a bad mood like a shark senses blood in the water. Both home in on the prey and BAM! "Did we get stiffed in our little post-apocalyptic prosituting?"

[jianhuo]

"Why, having a hard time selling that pigeon-chest of yours?" she snaps off, too far down the hall to move past him without rushing - she settles for keeping her steps calm as she nears. "Cheer up, ài rén, you'll find someone who likes 'em skinny and malnourished."

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"Oh, please. I am prime masculinity for Apocalypticaville!" House points out,m and then adds, "Besides, I'm over fifteen and that counts for a lot around here.. Eventually, the real women will be knocking down my door. Some of them might even know what to do with a penis."

See, he can give back most wittily.

[jianhuo]

There is a snort and blue eyes meet blue eyes-- just so she can smirk incredulously at him. "You think that's all to make you prime? I ain't bored for an overabundance of eligible men here, honey."

She shakes her head and looks back at her magazine, coming closer as she means to pass him. "And you're the one who's supposed to know what to do with a penis - otherwise, they'll be knockin' down that door to beat you with it."