Third floor common room, Wednesday night

[chasingangela]

Angela has a beautiful copy of Handmaid's Tale to flip through, a kitty curled up next to her and purring, a fresh episode of Vanessa Saturn to watch, and soda and candy to munch on.

Yet, strangely, she is not smiling. Perhaps it is just because she isn't on the FLOOR OF AWESOME, but she seems vaguely uneasy.

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[chasingangela]

Min nodded. //Scratching. Yes. Until they shriek.// There might have been a trace of delight in her voice.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Faithful purred delightfully. Until he did a cartwheel in the air. "NOT funny Alanna!" He flicked out each claw slowly. //Loudly.//

[chasingangela]

//Mine sometimes flips me about like that when she's in a silly mood, but she needs her hands. And yes, the shrieking should be loud.//

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Faithful grumbled to himself and began to fly in lazy circles around the room. Involuntarily.

[chasingangela]

Min followed Faithful with her eyes until she started to get dizzy, then hopped back onto the couch and head-butted Angela.