[X] Check on Cindy?
Actually, Cindy doesn't seem to spend a lot of the day alone in your house.
Or at least, she isn't here right now. One or the other. Currently, she seems to be .....
It takes you a few minutes to track her down, but she's hanging around with your mom, and the pair are playing with a few scavenged knitting needles and some scraps of yarn that got left in someone's cupboard around here.
Mom's mitten looks okay, though she's never been as talented with this sort of thing as she'd like to pretend. The scarf Cindy is working on looks like it's trying to come to life and strangle her.
You carefully withdraw before you are noticed and dragged into things.
You catch the tail end of a conversation between gym members as you mill aimlessly about for a bit. Something about 'Servers', re: their importance, and how the cave across a river somewhere could likely be a horror-vomiting deathtrap to even venture near.
You weren't really paying much attention, in full honesty. The dojo is making shredded meat in sauce for sandwiches, after all, with a mass of boiled and mashed root vegetables.
You savage one side of the meal, Smoke mostly prefers the other. Though he does seem to like the sauce.
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