Nepeta: Try to stop caring (and fail at it).

[rogueofheart]

[The kitchen is in shambles, so watch your step. Empty milk cartons are scattered around, as if someone decided to drink the castle's supply of milk and just toss the garbage aside. In fact, that's exactly what happened. The fridge is completely empty of milk and milk-substitutes. There are also little puddles of milk that seem to have seeped out from the discarded cartons, pooling where they may.

And in the center of the kitchen? There's one feline troll laying on her back and staring at the ceiling with a vacant, far off expression. She makes no attempt to move out of anyone's way, letting anyone who passes simply walk around her.

Her journal lays discarded a few feet away from her, open and with only a few words written. It's as far as she got before the milk binge began.]

Rose left, too.

Comments

[rogueofheart]

Any kind of milk. I think I left a little bit. You can have some.

[Translation: Don't leave me alone in this kitchen while I'm moping.]

[goingrogue]

Can't say no to an invitation like that. The kitchen?

[ It's okay, Nepeta, she doesn't really want to be alone right now anyway. ]

[rogueofheart]

Uh huh.

[It's at this point that she realizes there probably isn't milk leftover, so she might catch a low mumble of "I wish for another bottle of milk"]

[goingrogue]

On my way! Hang tight, kay?

[ ZOOOOM. She's there in double-time almost. Roxy knows when a friend needs her. She just kinda burst into the kitchen, eyes falling on Nepeta. ]

... Did you drink all that yourself? Woah, slow down girl.

[rogueofheart]

[When Roxy arrives, she manages to pull herself into an awkward sitting position. As soon as she's upright, she lets out a burp.]

Not all of it...

[goingrogue]

[ Roxy suppress a snicker, putting her hands on her hips. ]

Mmhmmm. Who helped you out, the local cats? I hope you saves some for me, I was thinking maybe cookies and milk sounded like a good idea.

[rogueofheart]

[She looks to her left, then to her right. There was a carton saved somewhere...]

Yeah, here.

[It takes her a moment to reach for it, but she grabs the carton of milk saved for her friend and hands it to her. It's still cold! Because she wished for it literally two minutes ago.]