The Salle, Saturday Evening

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

Look, Surreal had learned a few things from living with Miley, even if they'd never agreed on music. Ever. In any alternate universe.

How to operate a CD player was one of them, and Surreal barely fumbled with using the right buttons. What blasted out, however, was not one of her former roommate's pop songs, but something a bit more to Surreal's tastes.

Anyone who complained about her opera would probably meet the same fate as the heavy bag she was currently maiming. She liked this moo-vee! The music was excellent!

[OOC: Open salle! I AM HOME ALONE WITH CATS AND NO LAD AND HAVE TO STAY UP UNTIL MIDNIGHT. AMUSE ME PEOPLE.]

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[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Then it should be happy I'm helping it on to the next life, where it might have a chance of happiness," she answered. "Do you always ponder the inner life of gym equipment?"

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"Not always. Sometimes I focus on living room furniture instead," Jessica said. "You never know when something inanimate's going to have an actual life around here."