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Jason White (ex_superson476) wrote in utr_logs,

Nothing. The apartment is pretty silent. Except for... the blurring of red and blue as Jason speeds into the room.

"Hey Mom!"

And then he's blurring again to speed out. Sounds come from the kitchen and there's some clanking of pots. Another screeching halt near mother and Jason's speaking again.

"Everything okay?"

He was wearing a look of concern, not to mention there was flour on his face. His nose. But he didn't seem to care. There were more important things at stake.

Blurring again, he finds himself in his room. He looks around. Frowns. Blurs. And everything's been moved to another place in the room. Everything. "Eh."

Skidding back to another alt in front of his Mom, he's holding out some flowers. "I got these for you." Then his eyes bug out and he realizes his cooking may be in trouble. "Tell me all about it. I'm listening. I swear."

Blur.

"Super Hearing! Go!"

Somebody's happy to live with Mom again.