InsaneJournal

Who: Claudia Donovan, Steven Jinks
What: Discussions of the not-depressing kind
When: Saturday, November 3, 2012 - late evening
Where: N32
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 / Potential for language
Status: Closed / Incomplete

Claudia sat, scratching behind Dee's ears. The kitten was adorable, though Claudia was still more of a dog person. Roan had taken to planting himself at the base of the couch, however, and wasn't quite as enthusiastic or happy as normal. She figured he knew Pete was gone, probably even missed him. She couldn't blame the dog. For all of Pete's faults, he had a lot of good traits. He was loyal, brave... fun. She hoped either everyone could return soon (and preferably all live and save the world from the plague,) or that Pete would reappear with a sane Artie in tow. But that was a lot to hope for.

After a few moments she sat the cat down next to the dog and watched Dee walk over to climb on the overgrown pup, who reacted goodnaturedly with a small wiggle of his head and what she could've sworn was a grumble had it not been from a dog. There was probably going to have to be kitty/dog playdates once Elena was back from her road trip.

"Steve," Claudia looked over to the chair where her friend was, not waiting for his response before taking a couch pillow and tossing it (rather casually) in his direction. Her general aim was for his head, but she figured anywhere would do so long as it hit Steve and not a decorative bauble or a lamp."How much junk have you acquired since you arrived here?" Never mind how random the question was, or the fact that the TV was blaring away. Claudia had fixated on a line of thinking and wanted an answer.