Niagara Falls, NY, Saturday morning

[fates_jaye]

((Again, NFB due to location.))


Okay, so she stole a floppy bunny from a tired eight-year-old. So what? No one knew she did it, and it was just asking for it.

Currently, it was sitting in the computer chair in Jaye's room, under a desk lamp, while Jaye paced the room, occasionally glaring at it. She'd drawn the line at tying it up.

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[fates_jaye]

*looks cute*

[fates_jaye]

"I started with this message back at school, and you're getting me here, too," Jaye says. "You know this is only confusing me more, right?"

[fates_jaye]

*continues to look cute*

[fates_jaye]

She narrows her eyes at the bunny. "You're going to have to give me something," she says. "You can't just let me go out of town and still yell at me for stuff if I'm not around to do anything about it."

[fates_jaye]

*still damn cute*

[fates_jaye]

Jaye pauses, wondering whether or not the heat of her intense glare will make the bunny sweat at all.

[fates_jaye]

*does not sweat*

[fates_jaye]

Another pause, and then a *facepalm*. "Oh my god," she groans. "I'm interrogating a stuffed rabbit."

[fates_jaye]

*snickers*