Room 505, Tuesday Late Afternoon

[thismaskiwear]

So one minute there'd been an attempt at actually, finally sucking it up, saying 'the hell with it,' and kissing Francine until she couldn't breathe as a prelude to other things that . . . would have a definite impact on breathing.

And then she'd been small, and fuzzy, with floppy ears, and NOT ADORABLE, DAMMIT.

Katchoo had been keeping up quite the mental rant about this in her head ever since it had happened, but being a bunny she couldn't exactly express it in her usual oh-so-charming way. Chewing on things, maybe, vented some of the frustration but she had a lot more of that built up than this tiny lapine form should have room to hold.

. . . that rant was still going, no matter how comfortable she was at the particular moment.

[OOC: For that girl. NOT YOU, RAVEN. ETA: This post might be kinda NWS now. WHAT?]

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[thatsamilkshake]

Totally adorable, though the timing had made Francine less inclined to go awwwww and more inclined to throw a lamp or two at the wall. Not that she had, but she'd thought about it, dang it.

Now, she was sprawled on her bed looking down at the expression of the small, fuzzy, totally adorable bunny resting on her stomach. "You know, if you keep that up, your face is gonna freeze that way."