Apr. 1st, 2013

arsenicmauls: (fact: in bed (pb))
Okay, don't get Gert wrong. Handwavily turning back into a person was nice, and she was pretty thrilled to have opposable thumbs and the ability to eat normal food and pet Old Lace again. But something (possibly multiple somethings?) about today was/were weird and she was not a fan. For one thing, either she was just out of practice using her hands or the stuff in her room was just extra slippery today, because she didn't seem to be able to grab things. You know, like her phone. Or the bag of Raisinets she was seriously craving. But on top of that, she was also doing a disproportionate-to-her-usual-thoughts-about-him amount of thinking about Chase today, and not in the wholesome oh-my-god-he's-such-an-idiot kind of way. In a different way.

Confused and frankly irritated, Gert flopped down on her bed and matched Old Lace's sad eyes with her own, almost wishing she was still a lizard.

[[door cracked, post open!]]

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