[ Zero stands in the doorway of the bedroom, a box of cereal under her arm; free hand elbow deep in the box. For awhile she just stands there, shoveling mouthfuls into her mouth and crunching loudly.
And then, she ever so delicately takes a single piece of cereal between her fingers and flings it across the room, aiming somewhere around his face. ]
Hey, wake up.
[ And she just
keeps doing that. ]
You seen my underwear? I can't find it.
[ She has co-opted a hoodie that is far too large for her instead. ]
the least sexy morning after imaginable
And then, she ever so delicately takes a single piece of cereal between her fingers and flings it across the room, aiming somewhere around his face. ]
Hey, wake up.
[ And she just
keeps doing that. ]
You seen my underwear? I can't find it.
[ She has co-opted a hoodie that is far too large for her instead. ]
Also you're out of milk.
[ She's still throwing cereal. ]