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 Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 8:45 pm
Bug started rubbing her eyes and coughed into the sweater of the man who carried her quickly into a building. She glanced at the rooms as they passed by them through her teary eyes. They were all blurry, so Bug just shrugged them off and coughed again before she was placed on the floor.
When he stopped to stare down at her Bug stared with her deep intense eyes. though she wasn't sure wear to focus, she couldn't see his eyes. Some how that bothered her, but she didn't know why.
Bug's beady eyes followed the hooded man's arm when it pointed outward.
Ah a fridge. Bug skiddered over to it and opened it's heavy door. There wasn't much, so Bug climbed in beside a forgotten paper bag lunch and some kielbasa links. She wrapped her fingers around a pickle jar and popped it open with more easy than most adult have with such a jar.
Dribbling pickle juices all over her, she stared out from her chilly seat at the hooded man while she chomped down one the meaty fruit.
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2010 8:32 am
Luckily their staring contest didn't last long; the girl's intense stare was creeping him out.
Well...at least she knew what a fridge was? Anon apparently didn't have much stalk in the amount of knowledge someone so young would have, but he was glad fridge and eating was something she could figure out on her own. Even if she did it in a really, really weird way. The hooded head tilted in confusion when she climbed into the fridge. Reaching out, he put his gloved hand on the open door so it wouldn't close, watching her mix the pickles and the kielbasa together.
What...a weird kid. He'd never seen them eaten together, and to his knowledge (from overhearing his coworkers) their tastes are very different. It was something he didn't care to confirm himself; he never had the desire to eat. Nor did he think he'd want to start.
She seemed comfortable in the fridge so he didn't think it important to move her, instead he pointed to someone's abandoned bottle of pop sitting beside an unopened but small carton of milk. Maybe...maybe she'd want a drink too? That seemed to be another common lunch thing.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:32 pm
The little girl was quite content in on her semi-chilly seat, and the food was good too.
When the strange man pointed towards the drinks in the fridge she cocked her head to the side. Did he want one or was she not allowed to drink them? Bug guessed she'd just pass the pop to him and she followed it up by snatching the milk carton, she'd never had this drink before.
Scrunching up her nose at how she was suppose to open it, such a weird box. Without understanding a word on it, she gnawed at a corner until liquid came out. Pouring it's contents into her mouth, it tasted pretty good, and the container was empty before she knew it.
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