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[pilot_princess]

What the hell...? Ugh... what day is it...?

[Long sigh.] Did I go drinking again? My... head...

[Then a quick gasp.] Ace? Gulliver?

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[pilot_princess]

[But she doesn't wannaaaaaaa. There's some pouting.]

But I don't want to!

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[paincuresall.livejournal.com]

Suit yourself. This bet is already in the bag.

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[pilot_princess]

Is not!

[Mainly because Anemone refuses to give in, especially because you said just that! She drags herself back up and finishes cleaning the living room, kitchen, and dining space. The bathroom's still fairly clean from when she cleaned it down the day she slipped out. It takes around an hour, but she's just got her room left, and that can wait until later.

So she just flops on a rug and yawns, looking up at Kureha. She lifts a leg and pokes the couch with her toe, really not caring that her dress is hitching up.]

You're a mean lady, Doctorine...

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[paincuresall.livejournal.com]

[Congrats, you impressed her just a a little. Kureha just sits there looking down at you, she already looked around the place.]

Quit whining, you did much better this time.

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[pilot_princess]

[She's ready to whine again, but stops at that. Really? Was that a... really?!

Anemone ends up smiling.]

Thank you!