Open House Apartment Post

[psychette]

A message from the mun: This is sort of an open house post. Anyone is welcome to drop in or out to see her apartment, say hi, and eat food or play video games. Psych muses are especially welcome. Slow or fast RPing, either is fine.

Jackie switched off the vacuum and surveyed her handiwork. The apartment was clean from top to bottom, from kitchenette to sofa. (she'd even dug out an old lollypop wrapper that she was sure had been stuck there sometime in the 80's when the couch was sold to her dad...and $1.10 in change) Jackie wrapped up the cord and stuck the vacuum in the closet out of the way and shut the door.
Let's see....the apartment is clean, check...
....goodies were made, double check...
She even had Uno and Twister standing by if things got too boring...
Jackie swiped one of the oreos off of the plates of snacks she had set buffet style along her kitchen counter. Chips, cookies, and soda of various kinds. Munching on her cookie, she hopped over the top of her couch to set herself right in the middle of it contentedly. She clapped her hands dramatically over her head as she laid back on the couch. "Music!" Her music player attached to the clapper under the tv kicked in, her own mix cd blend of 80's music, the beatles, and Gerschwin jazz. "Perfect," she said with a smile. Picking up her nintendo controller, she turned on her snowboarding game that she'd been trying to beat earlier that week. Nothing much to do till someone shows up I guess, she thought to herself as she guided her female character down the snowy video game slopes.

Comments

[dial-a-psychic.livejournal.com]

Don't worry. *leaves the hotdog on the counter while he grabs the knife and starts peeling the delicious fruit* No worries, you're talking to a pro here.

Hey! That's at least on the middle of my Top Ten Ways of Eating Hotdogs lsit. You should give it a try.

Pharmaceutical company. *concentrated cutting the pineapple*

[psychette10.livejournal.com]

*pulls the chocolate syrup out of the fridge and tosses back a swig before setting it on the counter, takes one of the pieces of pineapple and munches on it*

Drug company? Sounds a bit dull.

[dial-a-psychic.livejournal.com]

That's what I'm telling him. But he insists that he needs the money and a lot of other ridiculous stuff that could be easily arranged if we made a couple of extra hours at psych.

*takes a piece of pineapple too and puts it in his mouth, then grabs the syrup and covers the hotdog in chocolate before taking a bite*

Hmmmmmm! Delicious! *pleasure face*

[psychette10.livejournal.com]

Well, a steady income is a plus....which reminds me, I should come visit your guys' office sometime too. It's just a few blocks from work.

*arranges the cut pineapple on a plate relatively nicely*

Ok, you, me, duckhunt. Whaddya say?

[dial-a-psychic.livejournal.com]

*places the knife in the sink and grabs a slice of pineapple; starts munching it*

Wath do you mean by steady income? Psych is steady enough.

And yeah, that sounds like a date, young lady. We could totally have a marathon of old school video gaming at the office.