Post by SUN-HI MOON on Mar 25, 2011 16:39:00 GMT -5
| [atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] I'm gonna break your heart and get away with murder you should've known from the start words not counting tagged lunus music ridin' solo - jason derulo comments you rock lunus! “Of course we do,” waving her fork at the other and seeming to grasp how her remark could be misconstrued. The two of them evenly split most if not all of the household duties unerringly; the kitchen however, was one of those infrequent exceptions where its own bylaw was employed. Whoever cooked wasn’t required to do the cleaning. If Solei were to be alerted of a dinner date and she had the opportunity, the generally aloof and lethargic redhead might take it upon herself to begin getting the anticipated meal over and done with – if only so she didn’t have tidy up afterward. It was the rule and Sun-Hi didn’t mind enforcing it but couldn’t exactly say she was pining over the idea of greasy pots and pans. “See, whoever cooks doesn’t clean. It’s how we keep ourselves from getting catty.” She explained nonchalantly. “Alright, whatever works best for you Lunus. Oh and do you have our numbers? I don’t remember if I gave it to you or not when we met at the café.” She murmured and transitioned from stabbing a piece of kiwi to shuffling around in her tote for her phone. Why was anything that was smaller than her palm so easy to lose in a backpack? A hum of frustration coiled out of the woman as she pushed straying hairs out of her way, rummaging around in her tote for the elusive electronic. She knew it was in there hiding amongst all of the other gadgets, trinkets and pieces of scrap she had in there and muttered something about buying a phone strap before she uncovered the item. that it couldn't last forever |
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