74 Godiva Street, Saturday Morning

[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin slid out of bed and padded through the room. Something felt off. She wasn't sure what.

She muttered something to herself, then wandered into the bathroom. She grabbed her toothbrush, poured on some toothpaste, and gave her teeth a thorough scrub.

She spat the toothpaste into the sink.

She looked up at the mirror.

She said, "Nope."

She vanished back into her room.

Nope. Nope. Nope.

[[ can be open, if you can get her to leave her bedroom. she's not sulking, she's just opting out of this weekend. ]]

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[living_endless]

"I feel like I have," Didi said thoughtfully. "But he might have just been dressed up."

[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin shook her head. "Ugh," she said succinctly. "So what's for lunch?"

Besides the leftovers she'd had which, yeah, hadn't actually been enough.

[living_endless]

"Thought you said you ate," Didi pointed out, amused. "Anyhow, it's chili and cornbread from the diner. Probably enough to share."

[fjordicswagger]

"I did eat," Tamsin said, shrugging. "I guess the dude bod just needs more calories."

Suuuure.

[living_endless]

"Uh-huh," Didi said, still looking skeptical, and headed toward the kitchen for a bowls and spoons. "I think you just like stealing my food."