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mayfield_rpg2012-07-13 02:44 pm
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✖ anxiety attack: 012 ✖ Action ✖
[339 Brady Lane]
[Shortly after the mail's arrived, Mika can be found sitting on the porch, a package torn open near her feet and she has a worn, discolored satchel in her lap. Her gaze is distant as she holds a battered notebook in her hands, flipping through the pages without really looking at them.
Of all the things she could have gotten back, she hadn't expected them to return her bag.]
[Shortly after the mail's arrived, Mika can be found sitting on the porch, a package torn open near her feet and she has a worn, discolored satchel in her lap. Her gaze is distant as she holds a battered notebook in her hands, flipping through the pages without really looking at them.
Of all the things she could have gotten back, she hadn't expected them to return her bag.]
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[She is so going to scratch beneath his chin, her tail wagging as she watches him.]
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Did your bag have treasures in it...?
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[He wiggles happily in her lap, then flips over, tucking his paws up under his chin.]
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[She huffs a laugh, running her fingers over his silky fur again.]
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[Aah, this is the life. He'd be happy just to lie in Mika's lap all day, if she'll let him.]
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