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Pet’s unscheduled nap on the sofa was interrupted rudely by the loud crashes of someone trying to get in through the front door. She furrowed her brows as her eyes drifted open, again disturbed as whoever it was finally managed to force a key into the lock and stumble in, hitting the door against the wall with a cry of “Arse!” before knocking over almost all of the hung up jackets on the rack. Looking over the sofa with a scowl, Pet found herself very much surprised when the gigantic lanky figure trying to fix his mess, hair a much more vivid blue than it had been when he’d last been home, was supposedly not supposed to be there at all.
“…Darren?” she called, sitting up much more straightly and sending the remote that had dropped onto her lap whilst she slept onto the floor.
“Pet!” he answered, spinning quickly in a turmoil as he shut the door but somehow managed to not only drop all the coats he’d already knocked off but all the others as well. “Er, I didn’t know I was missing.” He admitted with an apologetic grin, holding up a poster donning his face.
Her scowl only grew at that and she pulled off her slipper, throwing it at him firmly. “Dick!”
He ducked with a gulp, standing up straight only to go to duck again as she took off the other slipper. “Hey, hey!” he called, pointing at her. “You were the one that didn’t turn up when the hospital called!”
“Well maybe that’s because I have a job now,” she frowned, folding her arms. “Not that you’d know. Too busy injuring yourself.”
“Getting kidnapped by German cunts.”
She raised a brow. “I… what?”
“If you got me a cup of tea and a cushion, I’m sure I could tell you.”
“Cushion yourself with that,” she sighed, tossing the slipper at him as she toppled over the sofa and headed into the kitchen.
What are your parents like?
AnonymousMy mum used to be pretty cool before the whole chucking me out thing. Same with my dad actually.
…Maybe I should stop holding parties and just go to other people’s. Then again, my mum wasn’t bad when we went up to Maine for Grandma’s funeral and she didn’t tell me to leave the house. So it’s all good with her, I should think.
…Maybe Pet talked to her about it.
Fuck, has Pet even noticed I’m gone? I’m barely ever at home as it is.
Do you enjoy fast food?
AnonymousFuck yeah. Especially KFC. Popcorn chicken is the best thing since sliced bread. Actually, it’s better than sliced bread. It’s chicken shaped like fucking popcorn.
