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[typelight]

( SHE'S GOING TO DO IT.

SHE'S GOING TO GO CUDDLE A KITTEN. THEY'RE CUTE. SHE WANTS TO. FUCK ALLERGIES!!!

le intense ) Okay! This'll be easy-peasy.

[howaverage]

[ Sitting on the bench, she watches the tiny girl head over the kittens and arches an eyebrow. Kids alone in the city are never a good thing and she would walk towards her but that's too much trouble. Instead she closes the book on her lap. ]

Hey? What are you up to, hm?

[typelight]

( A lady! Jules is easily distracted from her quest for the moment, giving them another glance and then redirecting herself closer to the nice lady. ) I want to play with the kittens. Mum says I'm not allowed, usually, but she's not here.

( SO ENTHUSIASTIC. She beams, and offers Emilia a hand to shake. ) How do you do? You seem very pregnant.

[howaverage]

[ She smiles at the child's enthusiasm and takes her tiny hand, giving it a gentle shake. ]

Oh? [ Her eyebrows raise and she laughs softly. ] Well, I am very pregnant. [ She leans forward a little. ] And maybe you should do what your mum tells you, no?

[typeblight]

( See Jules.

See Jules in a liquor store.

See her going for beer instead of wine. )

i wonder how many versions i can manage in one post

[typeright]

( She groans, staring at the fortune cookie. )

I haven't been considering any. Maybe this is meant to be for you.

[gueridon]

Hmm? [ She tilts her head curiously. ] Why do you suggest that?

egrhjerhjk I SOMEHOW MISSED THE NOTICE FOR THIS

[typeright]

( Siiigh. She sighs internally, idly breaking off a piece of the cookie and popping it in her mouth, then offering up the most carefree shrug she can. )

They're meant to be perfectly informative, aren't they? Fortune cookies, Horoscopes, teacup readings. One hundred per cent accuracy, or something like that.

[tyrannise]

[ But he always takes what he wants to, you silly billboard. He's Adrian motherfucking Winchester, he can do whatever the hell he wants. ]

[imjustasoul]

I'm surprised you aren't laughing.

[tyrannise]

Oh, come now, have a bit of class. [ Hmm. Now he chuckles. ] Not that you appear to know much of it.

[imjustasoul]

Who knows what you'd be without it, Adrian.

[howhuman]

[ The only chance she has been considering is waiting for everyone to go to sleep and just sneak into the bathroom to just... marinate in hot water and read a book while doing so. Therefore she is going to do this, yes!

FEELS GOOD TO BE GANGSTA. ]

[neverbreaks]

( Um, Em? Jules woke up at the lack of snuggly warmth next to her, and now she's leaning against the bathroom door.

Perving.

IT'S HARD OUT THERE FOR A PIMP. ) Enjoying yourself?

[howhuman]

[ Excuse you.

Em glances over at the door, over the book, and smiles at Jules. She isn't bothered by her presence, of course not, but she does slide a little lower in the bath; her hair, up in a cute little bun, is starting to get a bit wet. ]

Hey. What are you doing awake?

[neverbreaks]

My heater went away. ( A smile, and she holds up two glasses of water. ) Then I got thirsty. Would you like some?

( Jules is fairly shameless, more confident now that they're in the sanctuary, and closes the door with her foot as she wanders closer. ) Your hair will get wet.