new rp??? ( just g a l s being p a l s)

Trix groaned as she woke up from her nap, a string of curses following. She had slept on her arm again.

(Maybe they live in like, an abandoned apartment building?)

(sure!

(Ok, cool.
Mari heaved herself off the building’s edge, and unlocked the ceiling hatch. It groaned in protest, and Mari shot it a look. “Oh, shut up.” She bailed down into the apartment building, and trudged down the stairs.

Trix still hadn't gotten up, and was still stringing what seemed like every single curse she knew together as she tried to wake up her arm.

They kept a large supply of candles at te apartment, and Marissa relit a few that had burned out with a snap of her fingers. “
“Are you still not up??” She asked Trix, grinning. “You missed a good sunset.”

"I care more about the stars than the sun, thank you. They're prettier, and don't hurt my fucking eyes." She rolled over, hitting the floor with a thud.

“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, huh?” Mari teased. She flopped onto the floor, leaning against the dusty old couch.

"Morning." She spat, voice muffled by the floor. "I'm not stupid, Mari. The sun don't set in the mornin'."

“Okay then, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this evening” Mari rolls her eye. “Is that better?”

"Yes. Factual accuracy is important."

Calliope entered the building running, dust rising behind her as she rounded a corner and raced up the stairs. In her arms was a styrofoam box, and some yelling followed her, lost in the streets below.

“If you say so” Mari looked up at Calliope. “Oh hey, what’s up?”

“Stole some eggs from those boys down on Bleeker Street.” Calli smiled, panting as she opened the box to reveal a dozen eggs.

Mari grinned. “WooHoo!!”

"That's my girl!" Trix looked up with a grin, pumping her fist in the air before being unable to keep herself up any longer.

“Do you want me to light the oven?” Mari asked, letting fire flicker from her fingers for dramatic effect.

“That’d be great Mari.” Calli smiled, proud of her accomplishment. “You aren’t even going to try and get up, Trix?”

Trix grumbled, but pushed herself up. "I have exactly one weakness and it's you." She stated grumpily.

Calli broke into a smile. “Come on, all the way up. How do you want your eggs cooked?”

Mari laughed. “Wow, Calliope, that’s an honor.” She lit the stove, but it took a couple tries. “This old peice of shit is almost at the end of it’s years.” She patted the stove affectionately. “We might have to go steal another.”

"Scrambled." She mumbled, doing as told.

(Ah frick guys sorry, my connection is slow and I keep missing replies. So sorry.

((it's cool!

It’s okay!))

“Where are we going to steal a stove from?” Calli got to work, grabbing a rusted pan and cracking two eggs into it, scrambling them for Trix. “And how do you want your eggs, Mari?”

“Scrabbled is fine, thanks. And I’m not sure, maybe we could check that old department store on 5th, maybe they have some stuff in the back.”

(eeep i gtg to sleep. sorry to be such a terrible role player tonight

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