tinkerberry | (no subject)

[ backdated maybe a day or two because LOL NAKED DAY. Rachel knocks on one of the doors at the inn and expectantly waits for an answer. ]

Hold on, I have a checklist here somewhere.

[ digs through her pockets ]

. . . of course you do.

Sadly, I left my day planner in my room.

You did? I thought you carried that everywhere.

I do. I was going to go back to grab it, but then I came here.

. . . well. I'm flattered.

You should be.

I'll . . . work on my communication.

And we can work on having a fixed schedule for you and Snow's practicing so that won't be 24/7 anymore.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Right.

Well, there isn't.

What do you think, Snow?

[already snoozing. z_z]

She agrees.

[scoops her up and puts her in her little bed.]

She's asleep, she can't agree.

It's my ESP.

You don't have ESP.

[tucking Snow innnnn.]

You don't know that.

I'm fairly certain.

It's rather dormant.

Then how would you know?

I just do.

. . .

[ nods sagely ]

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