Elhaym "Elly" Van Houten (
worldmother) wrote in
savetheearth2013-11-24 04:59 pm
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Who: Elly, Daniel & Sara; open to Sierra and Mimi as well
When: Forward-dated to 12/1
What: Finishing up the group project from hell
Warnings: Stupid amounts of scrambling, leftovers and energy drinks
She had barely enough time to shower the smell of her parents' giant dog away (which she quickly did after Mimi pitched a fit) and make something resembling decent dinner for the three with the large amount of leftovers she was sent home with, but somehow Elly managed. It was the least she could do, especially after being unavailable for most of the week to get things done. She wouldn't admit that it was part of an underhanded plan to get rid of the food that had been so quickly pushed upon; simply an act out of the kindness of her own heart.
Laptop rested on the coffee table, the redhead made her way to the couch, deflating for the short amount of time that she could before Daniel got there. She felt like she had been running non-stop since Wednesday, and to say that she was tired was an understatement. Tipping her head back, she called through the apartment, "Food's ready if you want to eat," before leaning toward her laptop and going over her notes.
They really shouldn't have put this off. It was going to be a long night.
When: Forward-dated to 12/1
What: Finishing up the group project from hell
Warnings: Stupid amounts of scrambling, leftovers and energy drinks
She had barely enough time to shower the smell of her parents' giant dog away (which she quickly did after Mimi pitched a fit) and make something resembling decent dinner for the three with the large amount of leftovers she was sent home with, but somehow Elly managed. It was the least she could do, especially after being unavailable for most of the week to get things done. She wouldn't admit that it was part of an underhanded plan to get rid of the food that had been so quickly pushed upon; simply an act out of the kindness of her own heart.
Laptop rested on the coffee table, the redhead made her way to the couch, deflating for the short amount of time that she could before Daniel got there. She felt like she had been running non-stop since Wednesday, and to say that she was tired was an understatement. Tipping her head back, she called through the apartment, "Food's ready if you want to eat," before leaning toward her laptop and going over her notes.
They really shouldn't have put this off. It was going to be a long night.

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