Shadow Rose (stripedcupcake) wrote in oldredux, @ 2011-11-06 17:28:00 |
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Current mood: | worried |
[Accidental Video Post]
*The feed clicks on to the room of Mr. and Ms. Rose in the other hotel. Amy is seated on the couch with her laptop and is looking... not her best. Her clothes are wrinkled, her quills and fur mussed, her eyes red from staying open far, far longer than they should. The infamous Bitey-chan is curled up asleep next to her, and little Chii-chao is perched on her head like a strange hat. She keeps alternating between bouts of furious typing and muttering to herself about where to go from there*
*Her husband comes in from off-screen, wearing a stern look. Without a word, he takes hold of her wrists, adjusts it so he holds them both with one hand, then shuts the laptop with his free hand*
Enough, dear. You need sleep.
*She looks up at him and blinks at him as if she hadn't even seen him coming*
Eh? But I was on a roll...
*he sighs and releases her wrists*
I know, dear, but you've been up for almost 36 hours now. It's not healthy to stay awake that long. Your Nanoing and newsletter business can wait until you're rested.
*whines and pouts* But NaNooooooooo....
*hmphs, then takes the laptop off her lap and sets it aside, takes the chao off of her head, and hands the creature to her*
No "buts", Amy. *picks her up and starts carrying her off* You can pick it back up once you've rested. And besides, remember last year? You stayed up for three days writing and all you had were pages and pages of the word "potato" over and over again.
It was experimental fiction...!