Morgan Freeman (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sweetwaterkill) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} paxletalelogs, |
And of course the one person that she really, really did not want to run into found her. That was just her fucking luck. Really. Perfect. She put the "eyeball" back down and started perusing the other platters for something that she actually recognized as food. "I don't eat something if I don't know what it is," she answered tartly. Well now, someone was getting a wee bit of an attitude wasn't she?
Ah, a finger. Well actually it was a bit of hotdog in a croissant. Whatever. She picked that up and nibbled on the bready part. Dorcas sighed and shifted a little uncomfortable, "I couldn't think of a costume so I just went for genre and picked steampunk." Licking her lips she ballsed up a little, "What do you care? I can't believe you're even talking to me..." Like she was some how beneath Charlie's social circle or some bullshit.