[locked from Dirge]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[It’s Sam in the last presentable corner of her kitchenette, looking slightly disheveled but pretty pleased.]

Does anybody want to come over and help eat a bunch of food in oh… about forty minutes? Additionally, does anybody who wouldn’t be eating want to come over and hang out anyway? These questions are aimed at people who’d fit inside the apartment, but we’ll have the window open if any of you tall dudes want to stop by and heckle cause that’s cool, too.

[Private to Drift]

Could I possibly call in a favour and bum a ride? [She shrugs, apologetic but still smiling.] Gotta make a speed run and I’d rather not risk it on the stree’doo.

Comments

[artistwithasickness]

Oh no.. precious.[The use of that word always led into something or someone that was painfully cute. Painfully cute was only something Devi could take in small doses. She might explode otherwise.

Grinning, Devi continued.]

I'll be there, with bells and an empty stomach. Might not be much help with stopping some guy from taking the leap, but I could probably make sure he doesn't actually land in it?

[It was something.]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Yep. Precious. You'll know her when you see her---and probably get a kick out of her hair, too. It's blue.

['Something' was a good start! And Hiro was slight enough to be easily intercepted if airborne.]

Perfect. I'll have you on-hand if I ever do have a reason to make a stupidly big batch.

[artistwithasickness]

Sounds terrifying and tasty and awesome, not all in that order.

Count me in. I'll see ya then?

[10_20_15_5_50]

For sure. Seeya!