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[Carla is frowning at herself faintly in a mirror, her cheeks flushed very pink, clearly embarrassed with all of this. Her face is almost as pink as the teacup dress she's standing in. There is a childish sulky tone to her voice when she murmurs,]

...why does she even have this... [She lifts a hand to her hair uncertainly, toying with the fluffy little accessory that's been pinned into her dark hair.] Did someone give it to her as a gift?

[With one leg still in a tall cast she takes a few careful hops backwards to sit down on the edge of a bed, staring down at bare feet, toes curled - (why so much pink?) - against the floor. Her voice lifts, actually speaking to someone,]

I'll have to try your shoes another time.

[It's when she turns to look in that direction that she sees the phone. She had thought it had been tucked out of sight in her jeans, but apparently she was wrong. The realization makes the color in her cheeks darken, and her lower lip blossom into a full pout. Huff.

She defends herself lamely,]

I have better taste than this. [Most days.]

[[ooc; Nope. Couldn't resist. Open action to folks in the warehouse, cause... that's where she's at. Tsun tsun 8(]]

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[Oh. Wow.]

[He didn't know she was capable of blushing.]

[Humming a song now.]

[A cutesy, cutesy song.]

[How dare you 8( Look at this sulky face.]

Come now.

Petulance doesn't suit you.

[What'll cheer her up?]

Want me to bring you something to eat? ~~Cookies? Lollipops?~~

I could meet you somewhere.

[...not very quickly, but she could.]

Where are you right now?

[...While he goes about getting tasty eats...]

Uptown. I could wait in front of the library.

[What a precious date they will have.]

I won't be long.

[Full of cookies and kawaii.]

I'll just follow the trail of rainbows and furry woodland animals.

Those rainbows aren't from me!

[...What is her life right now. She just. Cuts that stupid feed so she can get her crutches and head the few blocks over to the library.]

[Look yonder!]

[One: Grinning vampire. With, two: a box of cookies.]

[She can't help but smile back at him shyly.]

What did you bring?

[And can she eat one now.]

[Aww. Look at all that pink~<3]

Even prettier in person.

[Opening the box to offer a cookie.]

Something to suit today's curse.

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[She bites at her lip, like she's actually going to try showing some will power in the face of his teasing. But no, she really wants to eat them. They will just have to go find somewhere to sit so she can get her hands on them. There's plenty of space on the green in front of the library, she heads that way to pick a spot.]

...they're cute...

[Delicious m&m cookies...]

[That spot under a shady tree might be nice.]

So is the dress.

Someone pick it out for you? Or is it part of the curse?

[It's so - Disney Princess.]

The dress is-- [Tacky.] alright.

[Compromises.]

It came out of Saya's closet.

...

[Laugh riot.]

An impulse-buy?

She gets strange gifts. She garage was full of candy at easter.

[Carla had helped to eat it. Surprise!]

If it's full of mistletoe come Christmas, I'll start to worry.

[Free candy is free candy is free candy.]

I'd already moved out by Christmas.

[And now she's back again. It's better than alone.]

You used to live with her?

[Interesting. He breaks a chunk of cookie to pop into his mouth. Chews, half-grimaces - and offers her the rest.]

[How do people eat this tripe?]

Not really. She picked me up when I arrived. I stayed a few days, Blonde was there too.

[She glosses airily over that piece of nostalgia.]

A full house.

[He spent most of his own arrival wandering the Desert City. The rest: drugged and confined in a cell.]

Sounds like there were things at Ms. Saya's place that suited you.

[He doesn't just mean material comforts.]

[Carla shrugs uncertainly, that bottom lip protruding again.]

She's always been there.

[That was... comforting, in its own way, stability.]

[Aw. Don't pout!]

A rarity, in this City.

[Ruefully.]

Lucky you.

[She has to pout. She also has to lean over and kiss his cheek, because this cures is awful.]

[Not so awful if he gets kisses!]

[Grinning again. Mostly because he can't remember the last time anyone kissed his cheek.]

[But hey - ]

Better me than a prince riding up on a white horse.

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