[Downstairs, in the kitchen, someone's raiding it pretty heavily - there's a sprawl of random bits of canned/prepackaged food, ice cream, and basically anything that doesn't actually need preparation covering half the table.]
[And at the table? There's a thirty-something black-haired lady in a blue dress who ... well, grasps silverware, but
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...Alessa, what on earth are you doing?
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...Eating?
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Eat slower, I don't want you to choke.
[He takes a seat opposite her and raises his brows.]
Something bothering you?
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[Oh... 'kay... weird. He wanders carefully through the kitchen, traversing her mess, and tries not to disrupt it.]
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Uh. Hi?
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((AS I realize that part of why I stared at this so long was I kept expecting her to SAY SOMETHING ;_;...this should go faster now... that I"m not being stupid...))
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