☢ 06 ☢

[tabbytastic]

[it's taken her months of work... first getting the player, then scrounging around for batteries, and a long fruitless search for CDs in the city. Finally, after a genius piece of advice, she has everything she's been looking for.

Anyone with an open grimoire will get treated to this triumph in the middle of the night, in the form of some very loud... grating... music?]

Goddamn, this is better, isn't it? I've missed this so bad. [she's flipping through most songs before they're even halfway through. She doesn't have the patience to listen to whole songs right now--too wired, too excited with her new toy]

This place needs more music and less... fucked up shit. ...Seriously, what is it with dead people coming back to life around here? Is that the new 'thing' now?

[oh, actually, that gives her an idea. She switches to a new song and rocks out for a minute. Sorry to anyone who might have tried to shut their journal by now but lives on the second floor. She's sitting in the doorway of the room she never uses, CDs scattered all around her, music blasting into the hallway]

I mean, don't get me wrong. It can have its perks... [she gives one of those huhuhu laughs that usually follow dirty inside jokes. Hi, Gabe.] ...But it's mostly just fucking stupid.

...And, speaking of stupid, some bleeding heart should probably come check on the loser in 204. Don't think he wants me as a babysitter.

Comments

[ruminant]

I couldn't even tell...

[tabbytastic]

Well it is. You're just not used to it.

[shut up, her music is amazing]

[ruminant]

Maybe some other time, I wouldn't mind hearing more.

[tabbytastic]

Hey, you don't even have to wait. Isn't that cool? You can listen to it all night if you want.

[because she's not shutting it off]

[ruminant]

Well...for now, I'd like to get some sleep.

[tabbytastic]

Shut your book.

[ruminant]

That's all I have to do? I thought I'd still be able to hear it with it closed.

[tabbytastic]

[...she snickers a little bit]

[ruminant]

What?

[tabbytastic]

Nothing. You're just cute.

[ruminant]

I...am?

[tabbytastic]

Adorable.

[ruminant]

...you're just teasing me, aren't you.

[tabbytastic]

[she snickers]

I can tease you and mean it at the same time.

[ruminant]

That's-- still.

[ He's clearly not used to that. ]

[tabbytastic]

[which only makes it worse]

I'm just playing.

[ruminant]

Well, that's...it's fine, then. I think.

[tabbytastic]

[she clicks her tongue] See? Adorable.

[ruminant]

--well. Thank you again, but I do think I should be getting some sleep now.

I'll listen to your music again sometime.

[tabbytastic]

Sweet dreams.

[--oh, but then she thinks of something, and so butts back in before he can shut the grimoire]

Ohh! Oh! Do you count sheep when you try to fall asleep?

[she thinks she's so clever]

[ruminant]

Ah...no, is that something people do?

[tabbytastic]

You've never heard of that?? [a little disappointed. a so-clever question wasted]

Yeah, I don't know why people always picture sheep. Maybe it's because they're fluffy.

[again, totally makes sense in her head]

[ruminant]

If I think about it, it does make sense...if I have trouble sleeping, I'll try that. Thank you.

[tabbytastic]

No problem.

[fdhsj how is he still being polite and adorable.

...maybe it's just the thought of a sheep-boy counting real sheep when he goes to bed that gets her]

Goodnight, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite. [--cackling just a little]

[ruminant]

Oh. I'll try not to.

[ Before closing the book: ]

Good night.