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discedo_logs2011-01-26 10:30 am
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Boiling point
Who: Theresa and Gaga
Where: their apartment
When: Late evening of January 25th
Rating: PG-13? Maybe? I'm not sure.
Summary: Shortly after Midna's departure, following an embarrassing loss of an argument to Theresa, paranoia-induced tensions in this little corner of Latimir finally bubble over between a steward and a seeress
the log: The fact that he'd not been entirely crazy about the arrangement of having yet another person staying under his roof was moot. The fact that even moments ago, he'd have been grateful for any excuse to convince Midna he was not a perch and have her hop down from his shoulders didn't matter.
What DID matter, at present, was the fact he'd met a new face and prospective friend just to have her chased off the minute he brought her home. Instead of confronting the matter, however, he had excused himself to the kitchen where he was now (angrily and noisily) washing dishes as he fumed over recent happenings.
Who was Theresa, exactly, to decide who did and didn't live in the apartment?? CLINK
It wasn't enough she monopolized his free time, CRUNK
now she was seeking to control his social life too? CLUNK
Where: their apartment
When: Late evening of January 25th
Rating: PG-13? Maybe? I'm not sure.
Summary: Shortly after Midna's departure, following an embarrassing loss of an argument to Theresa, paranoia-induced tensions in this little corner of Latimir finally bubble over between a steward and a seeress
the log: The fact that he'd not been entirely crazy about the arrangement of having yet another person staying under his roof was moot. The fact that even moments ago, he'd have been grateful for any excuse to convince Midna he was not a perch and have her hop down from his shoulders didn't matter.
What DID matter, at present, was the fact he'd met a new face and prospective friend just to have her chased off the minute he brought her home. Instead of confronting the matter, however, he had excused himself to the kitchen where he was now (angrily and noisily) washing dishes as he fumed over recent happenings.
Who was Theresa, exactly, to decide who did and didn't live in the apartment?? CLINK
It wasn't enough she monopolized his free time, CRUNK
now she was seeking to control his social life too? CLUNK