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[didntseeit.livejournal.com]

You know how you have those nights where you can't sleep? You toss and you turn, you doze off and then the slightest thing jerks you awake again, and then in the morning you feel cloudy-headed and grumpy at everything?

Ajedrez had one of those nights. And thus she is grumpy at everything.

Not her breakfast, though. The breakfast is a good breakfast. Just, the rest of the world which isn't nice, hot food.

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[twiststheblade]

If she's going to do that, then Miho will watch right back.

[didntseeit.livejournal.com]

"Did you want to eat anything?"

[twiststheblade]

She did, yes. So she nods, gets up, crosses to the bar, and comes back a moment later with a huge cup of coffee, and a bowl of muesli that must be at least half fruit.

Mmm. Caffeine and whole-grain goodness.

[didntseeit.livejournal.com]

Ajedrez presses her lips together, and watches.

Last time, Miho talked. This is...different.

[twiststheblade]

Last time, she did. It didn't last.

She digs into her breakfast and whilst she's silent, it is at least a friendly silence.

[didntseeit.livejournal.com]

Well, nothing wrong with silence, really. Ajedrez sighs, a little, and then resumes work on her own breakfast.