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Whoops I accidently Sis.
[Noon. Sis Strider makes her way back to her apartment. Dave was off at school, and she could use the few hours in-between now and the time the kid got home from his daily dose of schooling. She lands up on the roof and enters from the top stairwell. Keys are in the door, and she is home free!
Except not. She wasn't liking what she was seeing on the couch. Her shades were tipped down at the sleeping Dave Strider. No. This couldn't be right. This is the same position she left him in earlier- on the couch watching some morning toons and eating cereal. Shit hadn't even been touched and his bookbag wasn't packed up to go.
She checks her wristwatch, 12:30pm.]
Little man, get up. [She guesses she could excuse it if the little dude could provide an explanation.]
Except not. She wasn't liking what she was seeing on the couch. Her shades were tipped down at the sleeping Dave Strider. No. This couldn't be right. This is the same position she left him in earlier- on the couch watching some morning toons and eating cereal. Shit hadn't even been touched and his bookbag wasn't packed up to go.
She checks her wristwatch, 12:30pm.]
Little man, get up. [She guesses she could excuse it if the little dude could provide an explanation.]