hatesthefood: (Huh?)
Have one smudged kitty nose, then Ken in nothing more than a pair of loose cut off sweats and the bandages still covering his injured shoulder. It's obvious he's freshly awake as evidenced by the mussed hair, state of undress and the half closed eyes. He's still moving a little slower than usual, but that doesn't stop him from making a beeline to the sink where he fumbles for his toothbrush. That snagged, he copies the motion as he searches for the toothpaste while the hand attached to his injured arm reaches to turn on the water. Without thinking, he douses the toothbrush and drops a dollop of bright blue paste on it then pops it into his mouth. After just a second, his face screws up in a grimace and the toothbrush ends up being spat out into the sink.

Oh, come on! I can't even brush my damn teeth this morning? Screw you, City!
hatesthefood: (WTFNO!)
Okay, there is icing on my bike. Icing! I think there's strawberries on there too!

.... God I hate this place. Seriously. I mean... cake? Come on! I can't even stay out there long enough to clean it up!

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