Man. Mai was bored, so seriously bored. After the little... incident… - One Day At A Time
|Aug. 13th, 2007 05:39 pm|
Man. Mai was bored, so seriously bored. After the little... incident she was told not to really move or only move as was necessary. And even then on those damn crutches, how embarrassing. She did not need this shit, but it was her own stupidity and not thinking things through that got her in this situation.9 comments - Leave a comment
Grabbing quickly for the nearby cell phone she decided to have a little bit of fun, with texting. Yay texting. And who better to message than King? No one, that's who!
Bring the hurt woman some soup or food or something, pleeeease?
Who said she used that netspeak all the time? There were times where it was better to not use it. Oh well.
Now it was just a waiting game.
Ended up carrying everything.
King was pulling some ingredients for tacos when her phone vibrated in her pocket. Jumping at the interruption, she yanked the offending piece of technology from her clothes. Flipping it open, she read the message before returning with Sure. I'll bring tacos and Ryo. Be there in 10.
Oooh, tacos. Tacos were very awesome and better than soup!
Alright then, just don't take forever.
Like it was hard to find her anyway, considering that she wasn't to be moving anytime soon.
Since the food was almost ready anyways, the two grabbed things and headed towards Mai's place. Before not too long, the slightly shorter blonde was knocking on the brunette's door.
Stood off to the side of the shorter blonde, looking around. "Not a bad place.."
At the knocking she looked up from her random phone fiddling, ah-hah. "Come on in, door's unlocked!" Don't even ask why the door's unlocked. It's a mystery that is not to be solved.
Opening the door, she peeked around to see how bad the damage to her friend was. "How're you today?" She slipped her shoes off right next to the door as to protect her host's carpet.
He kicked his sneakers off, they landed on top of King's own shoes. "YO, Shiranui~! Where should I put the food?"
A tiny little tongue click was heard from her for a moment, shrugging and squirming a bit to actually look over towards the door. "Beeeen better. Hate lying down. Hate resting, the usual."
"Put it wherever, counter top, table, something." Good luck finding a spot, there's a good number of things laying around.