[OOC: Continued from herePatsy was relieved when Trudy came for Brady and wasn't upset or anything about her scraping her knee. It was just a little scratch, but Patsy was always inherently a little nervous when it came to Trudy and Brady. Especially now that Patsy had told Brady her father's name was Martin. She was still waiting to hear what ( Read more... )

[OOC: Continued from herePatsy was about to start spelling out more about the p-a-r-t-y when she noticed Brady was running far too fast. She was going to fall....as tough as she might think she is, Brady was still a little girl and they just can't run that long and fast without falling. Heck, Patsy still fell herself for the most random reasons. ( Read more... )

Patsy knew that Amber had said to use the cot in Brady's room for Baby B's nap, but she needed to go back to her room for something. Patsy wasn't about to leave him alone, and her bed was as good as anyone's for a nap ( Read more... )

Patsy awoke feeling tired. Maybe she had overslept. She yawned and got out of bed. She ran and took a quick shower, got dressed, and decided she was rather hungry. Listening, the Mall still sounded rather quiet, as if no one was out and about yet, but Patsy decided that there was probably somebody in the Cafe, and went to go investigate some

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Patsy grabbed a quick dinner, all alone, and walked back to her room. She spied her journal lying on the ground, and thought about how infrequently she wrote in it, as compared to when she was younger. She flipped through the pages, looking at the little girl's handwriting that never seemed to age. Patsy supposed that not having attended school ( Read more... )

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Patsy turned slowly and looked into the mirror, and smiled. "Oh my gosh Gel, it's awesome! Thank you so much!!"

Patsy loved it! As much as she had disliked her plain brown hair, it did look awfully nice with blue highlights.

Patsy had run downstairs to the bathroom, and had thought about going for breakfast but decided she wasn't really hungry. She'd eaten so little for so long, she couldn't eat as much as she normally could, and after last night's dinner she was still pretty full ( Read more... )

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The conversation had died down as Patsy found herself too tired to even try to talk. When she woke up in the morning she half expected Cloe to be gone, having run off for more drinks, but she was glad she was still there.

Patsy wondered what the noise was, the noise that had woken her up. It was gone now - had it been music? ( Read more... )

Patsy walked with Cloe up to her room and sat down on her bed. She didn't want to yell at Cloe...she didn't want to be angry with her. But the way Cloe had been acting at the bar? Drinking herself sick and practically hanging on top of Ved? Patsy didn't like it at all.

Sighing, Patsy gestured for Cloe to sit down on the bed too. "Cloe..what's wrong ( Read more... )