@wcirdkid
* where the HELL -- roared susie as she carelessly sunk her claws in between the pillows of the couch with the sole intent of finding the tv's remote control . it was not going to be a surprise to anybody if she , in the process , tore at the fabric .
* oh , got it ! and as she pulled her claws out , she held the remote among sturdy fingers still somewhat sticky from baking a large pie ( one that she couldn't even enjoy right away because of the whole ' cooling down ' idiocy ) . the remote was dusty , which left the monster a bit puzzled . dark hues blink a few times from behind mauvish hair .
* damn , this thing's dusty . you don't watch much tv i assume . but what was a sleepover without movies , after all ? she only hoped kris was ready for twelve hours of building-bashing , car-crunching action ! if not , she was simply going to force them . but why the hell were they still standing to the side instead of sitting down ? kris could make themselves comfortable in their own home -- she knew she did .
* kris ... she exhaled through nostrils , sharp teeth revealed in annoyance . * you know you can sit down , right ? it's not like someone has to tell you to !