But what about breakfast? You sure you don't want help?
(not that she thinks her father can't handle it on his own, but it's one of the rare hobbies the two share. although, a yawn escapes her lips and the countertop, despite its texture, feels rather comfortable for her weary head. )
I should be fully capable on my own if history has shown any indication. You don't sleep nearly enough as it is, so it's best to take the opportunities when they arise.
[He could make food and was actually getting better at it. There was a benefit to owning to restaurants now in that he could occasionally improve previously atrophied skills.]
( folding her arms on the countertop to use as a pillow, jinx presses her cheek against her newly fuzzy sleeve coat -- allowing her body to unwind. to fall asleep right here on ground level is slightly nerve wrecking to her, it's easy for enemies to get the upper hand this way.
sleeping in the rafters makes things complicated for intruders, thus why she tends to hang in the ceiling (besides the fact she prefers to be above it all than below). but all the windows and doors are locked tight, and she isn't alone either. so things should be fine. )
[So she would sleep right there, was it? Silco didn't mind as he could keep an eye on her and minimize the kind of noise that might disturb her sleep in the house at least. Outside was another matter that he couldn't control... not yet anyway.
He sipped from his mug of coffee, abandoning the need for breakfast at this point. He persisted on coffee for many years, and that was good enough for him. He had financials to read and the network to look over as well, so he could keep things quiet while remaining close by so that she wouldn't feel alone in the house on the main floor.]
No one would be stupid enough to break in, I expect.
( she agrees, yawning one more time then breathing in deep and out to expand her lungs. ) Good night, Silco.
( which it's strange to say given it's no longer night, but morning. but saying "good morning" sounds ridiculous, and it's mostly associated with getting ready for the day. and jinx is definitely not ready for the day just yet. she needs about maybe two more hours. )
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action; christmas day
Date: 2024-01-02 04:23 pm (UTC)(not that she thinks her father can't handle it on his own, but it's one of the rare hobbies the two share. although, a yawn escapes her lips and the countertop, despite its texture, feels rather comfortable for her weary head. )
action; christmas day
Date: 2024-01-06 06:40 pm (UTC)[He could make food and was actually getting better at it. There was a benefit to owning to restaurants now in that he could occasionally improve previously atrophied skills.]
action; christmas day
Date: 2024-01-07 04:41 am (UTC)sleeping in the rafters makes things complicated for intruders, thus why she tends to hang in the ceiling (besides the fact she prefers to be above it all than below). but all the windows and doors are locked tight, and she isn't alone either. so things should be fine. )
... Okay. Wake me up if someone is breaking in.
action; christmas day
Date: 2024-01-07 05:06 pm (UTC)He sipped from his mug of coffee, abandoning the need for breakfast at this point. He persisted on coffee for many years, and that was good enough for him. He had financials to read and the network to look over as well, so he could keep things quiet while remaining close by so that she wouldn't feel alone in the house on the main floor.]
No one would be stupid enough to break in, I expect.
action; christmas day π wrapped like a present
Date: 2024-01-08 04:39 am (UTC)( she agrees, yawning one more time then breathing in deep and out to expand her lungs. ) Good night, Silco.
( which it's strange to say given it's no longer night, but morning. but saying "good morning" sounds ridiculous, and it's mostly associated with getting ready for the day. and jinx is definitely not ready for the day just yet. she needs about maybe two more hours. )