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[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Hey all you night owls!

Parker is in the kitchen serving up a bowl of Rocket Os in the most passive-aggressive way ever. Didn't think it was possible to passive-aggressively make a bowl of cereal? Here you go.

There's bits of cereal spilled onto the counter, doomed to lay wherever they fall because Parker doesn't even care that its wasteful or that they're just going to sit there the rest of the night along with the small drops of milk that happened to splash out of her bowl when she poured the milk and slammed the carton back onto the counter.

And no, she doesn't want your silly CHAIRS. She is just fine eating on the kitchen floor, THANKS.

Clearly, you must bother her. Thank her for all the banging of cabinets, the clanking of silverware, the milk that spilled onto your journals, and for eating the cereal as loudly as inhumanly possible.

You're all very welcome.]

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[predominancy.livejournal.com]

[walks in... my, isn't this a mess? She looks around for the source and walks over to... this... person...? a victim or the perpetrator? inquiring minds must know *^*]

Is it your custom to sit on the floor while partaking in meals?

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Hello, curious lady. Parker will just glance at her for a moment before formulating any sort of answer. At this point, she is trying to balance her spoon on the tip of her nose, and she dedicates her concentration on balancing it perfectly. When she is successful, she answers.]

Not really. Usually I sit on the counter instead. [It should be obvious why she didn't this time.]

[predominancy.livejournal.com]

[she looks up at the counter... then down at the floor.] I believe I see your logic in this case, but surely the counter would be a more suitable place to sit? If a stool or chair does not suffice, of course. [... no sign of irony here. 8o she's serious!]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Duly noted. Parker knows a genuine tone when she hears it, so she'll humor the question with an answer.]

Just what feels comfortable to me, I guess. I don't care much for the chairs in this kitchen right now, that's all.

[predominancy.livejournal.com]

Comfort? Hmm... This is quite a different perspective for me, you'll understand. [after another moment of thought, she'll walk over and plop right next to her, smiling a little to herself.] Let's see... did a chair do you some grave injury?