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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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[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Oh. That's probably something she should have specified. She leans forward to pick one from the bowl, popping it into her mouth and hesitantly chewing...]

They are.

[And now she's picking out a piece of kiwi from the bowl. Don't mind if she does!]

Can't sleep?

[echivoc.livejournal.com]

[The fruit bowl is meant for sharing! He skewers a grape onto the tip of the knife, as well as a kiwi slice, before munching on them both. Hm, interesting fruit collision going on...]

I haven't attempted to yet.

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[She'll try that mix next, though she lacks a fun skewer with which to prod the fruit with. It's probably for the best.]

Something keeping you up?

[echivoc.livejournal.com]

[Chopsticks work wonders! You can't have stabbity fun times with a chopstick!

...OR CAN YOU

An orange and a kiwi are next to be combined.]

No. [He would be asking the same thing to you, but, well, he was stalking the conversation (simply out of curiosity, he remembered Hardison as the Cardiac Ice guy from the Pillow Fort Wars loss) between Parker and Hardison, and yeah, definitely not bringing it up just yet.]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

Lucky.

[She stops mid-reach for another piece of fruit, leaning back so that her head falls back against the kitchen cabinets she's leaning upon.]

You know. That you're not having trouble sleeping. 'Cause why would you?

[echivoc.livejournal.com]

Because a pesky Akuma could be bothering me. [Kiwi and orange combo — not bad, not bad. Now to eat them all together! He leans back against the...wall? whatever he's sitting in front of ksjdfgh and looks at her as he finishes chewing.]

And you, Parker? [THE MOMENT OF TRUTH.]