Log 002 ♔ TIME TO DO THE THING

[anelegantmyth]

| characters |Cynthia and Arno and Judar for now...?

| date/time | Back dated to noon and evening of April 25

| location | the nearest bed of pink daffodils

| rating | PG 13

| summary |



[What else was there to say? She found a bed of pretty pink flowers that she wanted to examine, and when she got close enough to get a good look, her dragon sneezed. Now she was stuck there, a giggling mess, unable to move because these flowers made her so happy.]






[Well, long story short, she decided to take some of those flowers home to mess with Judar, and her dragon decided it'd be the perfect time to sneeze again.]

Comments

[sirpisspot]

[He might as well have been Cynthia's personal Ken doll. It actually felt good, soothing. He could feel the slight rub on his scalp, it relaxed him further.

He almost didn't hear her speak.]

Kid?

My kid?

[Oh wait, he had to think for a minute.]

Monsieur Steven, you mean? He's a fine boy, he does little to no harm as a housemate.

[anelegantmyth]

[Ken doll? Ha! Ken dolls don't have hair. They have plastic. Arno is her own personal Barbie doll. BARBIE. She plucks a little flowers and sticks it into the braid.]

You know what's funny though. Apparently we live right across from each other.

[Which he probably knew by now. Just felt like reminding him.]

You're such a nice neighbour, celebrating my birthday with me like this.

[sirpisspot]

[Arno's eyes shot up, a little bit.]

Mon dieu, I didn't know it was your Name Day today.

[anelegantmyth]

How would you? Or anyone for that matter. We all just met about a month ago. Not much of a surprise, really.

[These flowers are making her feel surprisingly calm. Being alone on her birthday, she's usually be more upset than this.

She takes another stand and starts braiding.]

"Mon dieu", that's adorable.