ITP: night in the (soggy, dark) life

[fuckyou_chorus]

[So about those new bans that were totally irrelevant and definitely never going to come up!

SUDDENLY, IT IS STORMING. Storming storming, with wind and thunder and rain, the whole shebang. Whatever, that's okay, you can just hide out in your nice bright cabin and dick around on the internet--or at least you could, if the power hadn't flickered out

Comments

[chewitover]

[grabbing some hot chocolate and waiting to dry off - wet rat probably smells great.]

I suppose this was only to be expected.

[vaudou]

[WATCHES FROM THE SHADOWS]

[chewitover]

[hot chocolate sure is tasty!]

[vaudou]

[URGE TO POUNCE RISING.........]

[chewitover]

[wonder if it's going to stop raining anytime soon...]

[vaudou]

[suddenly--]

Maybe you should contemplate the weather in another location.

[chewitover]

Hm? [looking around]

Ah, your cat again?

[vaudou]

Afraid so. He's quite persistent it seems.

[vaudou]

[trotting away >:(]

[chewitover]

It's rather admirable - or would be, if it wasn't that he was attempting to attack me.

[vaudou]

I'm sure he'll learn his lesson soon enough, no worries.

[chewitover]

I've had to deal with worse than a cat or two, it's not a problem.

[vaudou]

I should at least attempt with some sort of apology. --do you eat cake?

[chewitover]

I do, yes - but don't let me put you to any trouble.

[vaudou]

Oh, no trouble. What with it being part of my job and all.

[chewitover]

If you're sure. You're one of the cooks, then?