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Who: Dudley and Astro
What: Post-Thanksgiving Food Fight Discussion
When: Post Thanksgiving Food Fight
Where: Harris Home
Warnings: Nah.



Pressing a towel to her hair as she walked into the bedroom from the bathroom, Astro did a quick hop up onto her bed. She was pretty sure she had managed to get all of the yams out of her own hair from Jane's sleuth attack on her and she had found some bits of sweet peas in places she wasn't sure how they got there, but needless to say, she was clean and she was actually enjoying herself. A nagging voice in the back of her head was slightly concerned that Demelza hadn't answered her or come out for the dinner, but she figured that she got tied up with her own fake family. She hadn't yet answered her inquiry, either, but she figured she would by the time Astro got up in the morning. She was actually looking forward to the response, simply because she missed her generalized routine with the pink ladies.

Though Laura wasn't necessarily thrilled by the notion, Astro had decided she couldn't handle anymore of the wardrobe choices Laura had for evenings. She was not a satin nightie type of person and really, if she was going to wear that, it was going to be for a damned good reason. And one that involved Eris. Instead, she had snatched a pair of Dudley's sleep pants from the drawer and one of his teeshirts. That felt more like what she was used to wearing at night, even if it swallowed her and was hanging off her shoulders.

Turning her head to look at him as she let the towel drop to the floor, she propped up her head with the palm of her hand. "What's your Mum like?" She knew her Aunt fairily well (and had always, as a rule, prefered Uncle Peter), but she was curious what Petunia was like for him. It sort of blew her mind that in so many worlds Petunia hadn't gone to Hogwarts. It was just strange.