2010-04-11, 10:32 PM
Smooth Criminal Wrote:LIGHT slips into the room from a tiny corner of the window hidden by the blinds, with a small patch of light hits the door. It is a HOT SUMMER MORNING with the usual hustle amd bustle of THE CITY outside of SPIDEY'S ROOM. The sheets are sprawled out disorderly over a sleeping SPIDEY on her bed. To her side is her COMPUTER TABLE, which has a few USED HOT POCKET cases littered on top as well as figurines such as REVOLTECH GURREN LAGANN lined up orderly. The hectic city streets can be heard: horns honking, sirens wailing, and the roar of engines. Normally, the drone of the air conditioner could be heard over the cars, but today, it is broken. SPIDEY rises out of her bed, more asleep than awake with her eyes not even open yet and COLLAPSES ON THE FLOOR and MUMBLES about the heat with a sleepy vengeance and then takes comfort to the feeping of lying on the floor.
SPIDEY: Eee Hee hee~
SPIDEY is in her own world that no one can see: syrup-dowsed pancakes raining from the sky on top of a giant strawberry decorated cake SPIDEY is standing on. Suddenly, her brother SMOOTH CRIMINAL-KUN walks through the door in an apron as he covers his face with a palm at the sight of his sister lazily lying down on the floor.
SMOOTH CRIMINAL-KUN: (sighs) Jeez, onee-chan...
Lost it right there.