Re: Chockablock | 4-17-2020 | Afternoon
The chips were Rhia's now. As was the room. Weenie made a quick 'exit' by taking the 'stairs' down behind a workbench. "I can't keep track of what you deem roommate material!" she called from behind the cover.
"Tell me when we're all clear." It was just customary and appreciated on an active site. "Did you ever consider naming the squirrel Sandy? Just curious. Or Wart. Hah," the inventor mused from afar. She was getting a coveralls wedgie, god damn it. After repositioning, the blonde rose up on her knees for a peek. "Get that thing gift-wrapped? Expedited..."