[gluttony is waiting in the kitchen, tail swaying back and forth slowly. there is a cat here. it's judas. specifically, judas is sitting loafed at the very corner edge of one of the counters because apparently gluttony doesn't care of cat paws on on it.
luckily, judas has been cleaned and is not bloody.]
Hello, Mrs. Hammond.
[judas gives sheila a little bobbed head and chirrup of recognition.]
week 6, tuesday
luckily, judas has been cleaned and is not bloody.]
Hello, Mrs. Hammond.
[judas gives sheila a little bobbed head and chirrup of recognition.]
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Gluttony, hi! [A wave hello, before she immediately starts baby talking at catte:] And hello to you, Judas! Aren't you looking handsome today?
[And blood free...]
For no reason whatsoever, especially not concerning recent discussions— Are you both okay?
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Your concern is appreciated, but yes. We are alright.
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... Good. [She sounds and feels genuinely relieved.] Though, I gotta say. Your concept of consensual is way different than mine.
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Oh?
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You remember our first friend? Let's call him... Scrumptious. I was just thinking about him, completely unprompted.
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If I had more of him to give, I would.
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She outright laughs, surprised.]
Oh, yeah? Not a fan of Scrumptious?
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[lmao WHY ARE THEY CHOOSING NOW TO HAVE MANNERS.]
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[GLUTTONY, YOUR SELECTIVE MANNERS...]
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