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[bustydefense]

[Mia can be found early, early this morning sitting on her porch, feet propped up on one of the other porch chairs and absently staring at the street. There's a plate of sliced apples on the porch table that she's absently picking at, and a mug of something warm that smells faintly of coffee that she's not drinking. If you know her well enough,

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[mr_blandy_bland]

Mia...is something wrong?

[See Canada.
See Canada ask whats wrong.
See Canada ask whats wrong while holding a box containing a suit and a cellphone under one arm and a banana boat under the other.]

[bustydefense]

[... What the hell is wrong with this family]

What are you doing?

[mr_blandy_bland]

Ah...picking up some stuff that was left in the middle of the drive way?

[bustydefense]

And why were they left in the middle of the driveway?

[hontobakabaka]

[A pale blue haired girl will wave slightly to Mia before setting a box by her mailbox and going to make several chalk markings on the street.]

[bustydefense]

Good morning.

[hontobakabaka]

"Good morning. Don't mind me. There are cupcakes in there as payment to Palom, and I'm doing some minor map testing."

[She bows slightly]

[bustydefense]

Payment?

[snackaholictank]

[Hey Mia, are you willing to put up with a brat today? Because there is a child running around the house shouting for you.]

Miaaaaa! MIAAAAAAAAAAA!

[bustydefense]

[Story of her life man]

Yes?

[She's still sitting on the porch though]

[snackaholictank]

There you are!

...What're you doing?

[bustydefense]

Eating breakfast.