O.o

[deep_red_bells]

...Tatiana gave me V8 juice.

I think she might be trying to kill me.

ETA: Saaaassyyyyyy! Feeeeeed meeeee!

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[littlest-witch.livejournal.com]

Oh, Hecate, I forgot.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Suuuuure.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

Is she that little brunette with the sweet smile I saw in the hall?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Tall-ish, slender, big brown eyes? That'd be her.

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

Nooooooooooo.

I made you lunch. It's in the fridge, wrapped in seran wrap?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Thank you Easter Bunny!

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

Ahhhh Easter Bunny is evil!

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Nuh uh! The Easter Bunny leave me CHOCOLATE. :P

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

You know the ones in the mall? For pictures?

HI IRRATIONAL FEAR.

Also, are you really moving out?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...I'm gonna start calling you Anya. :P

I am, yeah. Why, you want my room? It has a pretty good closet.

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

Okay?

No. Just... wondering.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Someone Spike told me about. Someone with an irrational fear of bunnies.

...You're not gonna yell at me are you?

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

I'm not afraid of BUNNIES. I have one. Necco's trying to eat my french homework as we speak.

No. I'll miss you though.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Easter Bunny fear, though?

Okay, I can't talk. I hate clowns.

I'm not going far. Somewhere in the city. You could stop by after school, if you wanted to. And I'll be around here still. Some.

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

I said it was irrational. I admit it!

Oh. Okay.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

At least you admit it, I guess.

I mean...supposed to be getting married, right? Did everyone really expect me to stay here, in the house full of other people?

And, well, Julian's obviously not welcome, so.

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

Oh.

Oh!

And yes, I think everyone expected exactly that.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...Really? I mean, isn't that the natural process? You get married, you're expected to find your own way in the world together, right?

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

Well yeah. But then they'd have to admit you're leaving and who wants that?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Tatiana, since she's trying to kill me?

[littlest-witch.livejournal.com]

Stop that! I forgot! You act as though you've never forgotten something!

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

Heeeeeee.

OMG. Who is going to feed you!?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Julian can cook!

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

Okay, phew. I guess you can move out then. IDK if I trust his cooking. Hmmm...

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Drag him down to the kitchen and make him prove his culinary skills, Sass!

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

You know, I know ya'll ate and stuff before I got here because it's been like... a week? But I don't see HOW you ate. 'cause you guys don't act like it.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

No one cooked! I'm surprised you found things to cook! Like maybe every so often someone would make waffles, but that's about it.

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

Well... good. I CLAIM THE KITCHEN. I SHALL NAME IT SASSYLAND AND ALL SHALL BOW AT MY COOKING BADASSERY.

Rock.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...HEE!