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Silence ([info]silence) wrote in [info]lunatic_cafe,
@ 2014-05-06 21:08:00
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Current mood: silly

There was a not so oddity in the cafe. Or at least something rarely seen as of late. A goddess on her favorite purple couch in the lounge with a penguin sitting near her. Not that anyone could tell by the fact she was currently wearing a set of green pajamas that looked like a dragon or a lizard of some sort. (It was quite possibly a dinosaur, but who even knew with her.) She was also laying down face first on the couch, so that her head was engulfed by the head of the pjs. Meanwhile, her trusty sidekick and familiar, Sigmund, sat on a glittery purple ottoman right beside the couch and played some sort of first person shooter on the gaming screen in the lounge. How a penguin was playing it was anyone's guess, but it was happening. He even had a headset that he was not so politely squawking into at other players online. Every so often he would squawk a little louder than normal and Silence would move slightly on the couch, proving that she wasn't some inanimate object left behind, and yet she didn't bother to actually do anything else.

It was just that kind of time.

Just like it was also a time for random gummi candy rain. Really. When anyone wandered too close to what was unofficially deemed as Silence's Couch, a shower of gummi candy would rain down upon them until they walked away.



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