005 ~*~ Of blood, sweat, and tears

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[ Toast was in the toaster, so it was time to fetch the mail! Meiling skipped out, humming tunelessly as she opened the box and pulled out... oh, that's quite a few letters. This was exciting!

She enters the house again, deposits what isn't for herself or Patchy on the coffee table, and then ascends the stairs. ] Miss Patchouli, we have mail! And breakfast will be done soon~

[ No, she didn't read the address or anything, and just slipped her not!daughter's letter under her door before making her way back into the main bedroom to get dressed. She mumbles to herself as she digs through the closet. ] --that's weird.

[ Meiling then calls back into the hall. ] Has anyone seen my cap? I know I can't wear it to work, but I like to have it on around the house!

((OOC: Action is closed to house-mates, but feel free to put any phone threads in here if you want!))

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-Patchy exits her room in a panic.- My books! All of them are gone! We've been robbed!

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[Flandre wasn't exactly an early riser--or at least an early-start-doing-something-productive specimen.

Case in point, all she had really done was wake up and proceed to flop on her open windowsill and stare at the clouds going by. That one looked like a flower! And that one a bat wing, and that other one a cat, and--

--a red thing up against the fence in the front yard. A familiar one.]

...Meiling?

Why is Meiling on the fence?