Narrative or Apartment Spam
[Today at work, Alfie's dad made an impressed face when he saw the work on his desk before the deadline. She knows he'd never say it out loud, but she can tell he's proud of Alfie and that he doesn't hate her anymore either. She heads out to go to the library and finish up her homework for the week, then goes to check on all the kids, then goes home to do her chores and try to call Happy about the key cards to which he responds the same way he does every time with an "I'll pass the message along." She grumbles, she's not sure why they even need keys anyway. They don't live here and in an emergency, they could all easily bust the door open.
Someone made hot mush tonight and it looks disgusting so she makes a quinoa bowl with avocado and tomato which she eats plopped down on the couch. She makes a note to herself to check on the kids from the orphanage on her sticky pad as she eats and then settles in to watch the movie that Alfie and her parents watched without her when she was at school this past weekend while Merc and Kitty practice a double act on the pole]