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Kate thought it had been a pretty good weekend all around. Her family had behaved themselves, no major catastrophy had struck, and there'd been plenty of video games and just generally doing nothing useful or productive whatsoever. ... Except for maybe Kate making sure Luke was properly fed, though she was trying to be subtle about that, because ugh, it was such an Alice thing to do and yet she couldn't help it.
Even right now, the objective was to raid the Gregson fridge for pudding cups, because Kate had posited a grand theory (which she'd made up on the spot) that supposedly showed pudding to be of utmost importance in a healthy breakfast. So, to the house next door they went.
On the way, they came across Max in the yard, leaving for work. He seemed a little frustrated, but then he kind of always seemed to, lately. Kate figured it was something to do with his job this time too, like maybe he'd lost another contract or something. She didn't think on it much, too preoccupied with her phone. She was starting to clue in to the fact that her boyfriend had not answered any of herhandwavy texts over the weekend. Not that she'd sent anything important or really requiring an answer, it was just that... usually he replied anyway. She was trying to not start worrying.
And pudding was totally gonna help with that.
"Mommy?" she called out absently, eyes still on her phone, as she and Luke came in and headed for the kitchen. There was no answer, though someone was moving upstairs, and Kate shook her head. "Well, it's not like we need her to open the fridge."
[ooc: NFB, and for the houseguest!]
Even right now, the objective was to raid the Gregson fridge for pudding cups, because Kate had posited a grand theory (which she'd made up on the spot) that supposedly showed pudding to be of utmost importance in a healthy breakfast. So, to the house next door they went.
On the way, they came across Max in the yard, leaving for work. He seemed a little frustrated, but then he kind of always seemed to, lately. Kate figured it was something to do with his job this time too, like maybe he'd lost another contract or something. She didn't think on it much, too preoccupied with her phone. She was starting to clue in to the fact that her boyfriend had not answered any of her
And pudding was totally gonna help with that.
"Mommy?" she called out absently, eyes still on her phone, as she and Luke came in and headed for the kitchen. There was no answer, though someone was moving upstairs, and Kate shook her head. "Well, it's not like we need her to open the fridge."
[ooc: NFB, and for the houseguest!]
