Room 220, Friday Evening

[swerval_zero]

Zero had chucked most of the mess into her closets and covered Fish's cage. On top of the dresser was an array of takeout containers from Ching Tai: rice, spring rolls, dumplings, Kung Pao shrimp and Sichuan chicken, along with other selections. Chopsticks and forks for the less brave were sitting nearby, and ginger beer was chilling in the fridge, which could also provide milkshakes if anyone wanted those instead.

Now all she needed was the rest of the band.

((Closed to the band people. Minimal OCD going up. All right, have at it. This was supposed to go up earlier, but Comcast thought it would be cute to shut off my cable for maintenance.))

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Re: Eat and Mingle

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Sounds good," Chad said, glad that the arriving distraction of the contracts probably kept anyone from noticing what would have been more than just a tiwtch of a grin in the corner of his mouth.