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April might have hated most things, but there were some simple pleasures that she always enjoyed, and sleeping on the couch was at the top of the list.

The good news was that when she woke up today, she no longer felt antsy and inclined to bang random breakfast-making guys or vampires or whatever or tell random British chicks they were hot. The bad news was that she was, you know, awake.

Begrudgingly, April groaned, got out of bed, affixed Cliff's leash to his collar and took him outside, looking not unlike a zombie. A zombie who wore pajamas.

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Date: 2013-04-06 02:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com
April rubbed her face one more time, then looked down at Cliff, who was peaceably relieving himself against a fire hydrant. "Yeah, whatever," she sighed. Looked like she didn't have any other choice, did she? "Just... come with me to take him upstairs first and we'll go to the diner."

Date: 2013-04-06 02:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] caringtimesten.livejournal.com
"Okay!" Hillary said, skipping after April. She stopped briefly to give Cliff a friendly pat on the head before continuing. "Is it as good as JJ's?"

Date: 2013-04-06 02:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com
So this kid was from Pawnee, then.

April thought about Priestly. "It's a lot better than JJ's," she said truthfully.

Date: 2013-04-06 02:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] caringtimesten.livejournal.com
"No way!" Hillary gasped, her eyes going even wider. "This I have to see."
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