Gabrielle sits cross-legged in the middle on her bed, her eyes focused on something in front of her. To the casual observer, she would simply appear to be staring into space. However, upon further examination one might notice the small collection of plates, speckled with the remnants of the day's meals, waiting on top of her dresser to be washed
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*looks over at her* Hey. You're home. *squeezes and twists her fingers around, a nervous habit that Rore will recognize*
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Typist: ...I was logged in here and figured I may as well. XD; You'll probably be getting a Brynne soon too, because I'm vaguely braindead and bored.
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Typist: Yay! :D The more the merrier! I'm a bit braindead, as well. *sympathetic pat*
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*glances at the crutch but doesn't want to be rude and ask about it*
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*smiles at the cat, as she's a tremendous animal lover*
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*looks up at Brynne* Cat therapy, huh?
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