MOLLY: *feels someone cuddling her and wakes up* Wha...? *looks up and sees the one who is cudding her is Evan* I'm dreaming. This has to be a dream. No...wait...this is too good to be a dream. I died and I'm in heaven.
EVAN: *blushes and is shy*
LI'L WILSON: *starts to cry very loudly in a five-year-old fashion*
LI'L MARK: *hits Li'l Collins and takes the brownies* MINE!
LI'L KT: *snatches the plate and stuffs it in her purse, then proceeds to run away* MY BROWNIES! *stops, bites one, and is immediately high because she has no tolerance for that extra-special recipe ^_~* Ooooh . . . cooooolllllloooooorssssssss . . . *dreamily passes a brownie to Li'l Wilson, who eats it*
((Molly is going AWOL for a bit, cause her mun is in a very pessimistic mood and will be for some time))
((?? Nina-mun's characters all hugg the pessimistic Emmy, what's going on sugar?))
((go look at the Countdown thread on IMDb))
((I just did, and answered you. *hugg.*))
ALL THE CHARACTERS OF HEATHER-MUN: *go over and hug Emmy-mun*
((Yay. *feels loved* Wait...HEATHER YOU HAVE LITTLE ANGEL! I JUST GOT HUGGED BY FIVE YEAR OLD ANGEL! COOL!))
MOLLY: Hi. *notices the traces on Evan's face and reaches up and brushes a stray tear off his face* Does this mean you're talking to me again?
((Heheheh!! *sends Little Angel off to go hug Nina-Mun,Chloe,and Maddie*))
LITTLE ANGEL: *to Molly and the Evan clone* I really hope you guys don't fight because you seem really happy together. *HINT,HINT* ;)
((Little Angel will love you all forever if y'all don't fight... LOL!)) ;)
EVAN: *is clueless* Who's fighting? I'm confused . . . *settles down happily with a random glass of orange juice*
LITTLE ANGEL: *shrug* Nobody. But just in case...
EVAN: *shrug* Okay, whatever. *swigs his OJ*
NINA: *is waiting for Evan #1
and/or Richard to get online and do something interesting*
MOLLY: *sneezes into a very convenient hankie* Oh node! I dink I cot a code!
*all of Nina-mun's characters turn to stare at Wilson*
WILSON: What? Don't look at me that way! SHE's the one who got ME sick, remember?
KT CLONE: Oh, yeah . . . but she's still sick! Does this mean you're going to be sitting on the couch together for extended periods of time?
WILSON: Maybe. If she needs me to. *pulls out a convenient 1940's style nurse's cap and puts it on* After all, I do seem to be the resident nurse!
EVAN: *is lazy*
RICHARD: *is wary of Nina and will have to be coaxed out of his murderous shell* ;)
NINA: *offers Richard a glass of the wine she has illicitly stored under her dorm-room bed* ((<-- not really))
RICHARD: *arches eyebrow* Thanks...*downs it*
NINA: Wow . . . *sips at her glass and offers some to Evan*
((Did you watch L&O tonight?))
EVAN: No thanks...I think I'm gonna be sick...
((I'm watching it right now!))
NINA: Oh, no! Why? *cuddles Evan*
((Can you tell me what exactly happened in the first fifteen or twenty minutes? I was being questioned by the police via telephone, so I had my TV on mute and don't have CC enabled . . . can't figure out how . . . I came back in when the secretary woman gave them the name of the kid Sterling dated.))
((Actually, you reminded me of the new episode when you asked me that question.../then/ I turned it on. So yeah...I'm trying to watch it right now! LOL! And just because I'm curious...why were you being questioned by the police?))
RICHARD: Have you ever seen what straight liquor does to people??
EVAN: *dry heaves*
((LOL, so you missed the beginning too? Damn it! Police . . . apparently there's a guy I worked with over the summer who had a friend. The friend is missing and wanted by the police. And apparently I was secretly dating said friend. It must have been very secret, because I didn't know anything about it! Anyway, my mum finally told this woman that I'm a lesbian, and the woman called me and left a message . . . so I had to call back and answer questions.))
NINA: No! *panics* I don't drink . . . much . . . what are we supposed to do? *makes beseeching faces at Richard*
RICHARD: *shrugs* Just let him puke, I guess.
ANGEL: *hands Evan her magical pickle tub*
EVAN: *throws up*
RICHARD: Feel better?
EVAN: *nods wearily*
RICHARD: See? Damn...you're gonna feel /that/ in the morning! *chuckles*