2019-07-20 - Coping For Weirdos

“You’re so so stupid. Why would you ever think that a guy like that would want to go on a date? Probably just wanted to fuck.” Minerva’s black lips peel back from her teeth as she tosses her clutch onto her couch and the door shuts behind her. It remains unlocked because, well, she doesn’t really care at the moment.

She kicks those red heels off one at a time. One sailing across and hitting the couch. The other goes clattering over near the spider terrariums. Attila looks a bit perturbed that he’s been woken up, but the large tarantula flexes his legs and goes back to being still. “Sorry big guy.” Minerva mutters as she looks around. She pads over to give Beetlejuice a look over, the other spider was sleeping, which he was want to do when it was quiet in the apartment. "I'll let you guys out for some adventuring tomorrow. Promise." she whispers to them. With the roof coming along she'd be able to let them wander up there without anyone freaking out. She just needed to get plants.

The thought of plants makes her think of the spindly man she met at the Waffle Shoppe and she eyes her purse that is holding her phone. "No, no texting when drunk." she tells herself. "And definitely not after being stood up." she runs her hands through her hair in agitation. She goes to the bookshelves and searches for something. The right book is pulled from the shelf and she tucks it under her arm. Then she stops by the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. Her last stop is the sigil in the middle of her floor. That didn't worry guests at all.

What guests?!

The bottle of water is taken and the cap twisted off. She flicks it back towards the kitchen, her green eye then traces back to her book as she takes a drink of the water. She's going to need more than just the one. She'd get there though. She takes a few moments to stare at the intricate piece on the floor and then she shakes her head, "No calls tonight. You're going to sleep." she mutters to herself. She then heads over to the couch and grabs her purse. It's unzipped and her phone pulled out.

She stares at it, debating texting a few people. Most were either asleep or she was afraid she'd bother them. And who wants to deal with a drunk one eyed girl? Not a lot of people. She opens up Wordscapes instead and looks at her level. A few words are figured out but it's not the best time. She takes another sip of water before dropping her phone into her lap and gets the remote for the bluray player. She already had a movie in and it picked back up where she was. It should surprise no one that it's a horror movie.

She's fast asleep as the monster starts tearing people in half though.