29 CHimera Court, Sunday Morning

[mouthy_merc]

Well...

He wasn't in a hotel room. This was good.

And there was still a husband. And a hungover minion downstairs.

Interesting.

He wanted waffles now. So, he was in the kitchen. Making waffles.

"Mmm, waffly goodness."


[[OOC: Open for folks who might be in the house or stopping by]]

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[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade patted her on the shoulder, standing up. "I'll bring you some then. Just... try to make it to the bucket if you need to puke."

[the_merriest]

"Okay," she said, nodding. "Totally. I'll keep it handy. It's a nice bucket."