Woodchips, they should have given me something harder.

[Charlie really only has three words regarding yesterdays curse.]


That...was bullshit.

[She's frowning, head on her arms. And she doesn't even know the device is on. If she did, she probably wouldn't have sworn. Or continued swearing, fingers lacing anxiously through her hair. When she's finished with probably the most creative string of swears she's ever said, she sighs. Hypnos, who had been seated nearby, decides it's the best time to climb into the hood of the sweatshirt Charlie was wearing, meowing loudly and resting her head on Charlie's shoulder.]

...at least the owners of the book store understood it was a curse. All I have to do is pay for the camera I destroyed. [pause...more swearing. Charlie sits up long enough to notice the feed is running and, closing her eyes, she thumps her head back onto her arms.]

Who else was cursed to rob people?

[Charlie's home from work but if anyone were to look at the device, they wouldn't be able to tell. this is in the way of the camera and there are faint huffing sounds as it sniffs the device. Charlie scoops the feline up who makes no move to protest. Just turns her striped head to look at Charlie, meowing and purring loudly before head-butting the redhead on the chin. With one hand, Charlie digs around the paper bag sitting on the counter, pulling open a pouch of cat food and setting it down. Two seconds later, it's joined by an off white cat bowl. And then another. The first one is soon filled with the contents of the pouch of cat food. The other is filled with water.

After setting the feline down, who is so very fascinated by what Charlie is doing, Charlie gets the bowls and puts them in front of the cat.

Leaning her back against the wall and sitting on her heels, she watches the animal a moment. And she's kind of smiling. She turns, checking the clock before speaking.]

Liz! Come see what followed me home from work!

[Charlie has purposefully turned the device towards a stack of books on her kitchen counter. She's messing with them, setting it up just so before putting a children's book, right in the middle. On top of that, more books. There are now seven in total. She steps back, watching and waiting patiently, almost excited. She's also a bit nervous, glancing at the device a moment as she picks her nails.

At one point, she starts looking disappointed and then the top book opens on it's own and pages are turned. Charlie flails slightly, hands going over her mouth to keep a squeal of delight and shock in. Whatever is looking at the book decides that's not the one it wants so that book is moved. This is done repeatedly before the children's book is picked up and the pages turn slowly, about thigh height for Charlie before the book is dropped and small footsteps are heard to run off, a child's voice giggling and fading along with them.]

That was cool.

[Charlie says, grinning as she picks up her books and puts them away.] That's been going on for the past hour. Whoever or whatever this is really likes "Winnie the Pooh" and even read to me at one point. In fact, that's how I woke up. Because a kid's voice was reading a cook book to me. It was very, very strange.

[And possibly a bit amusing, if the look on Charlie's face is any indication.]

[Charlie is seated near the device, holding a bit of her hair in front of her eyes and smiling just slightly. Her hair has finally returned to it's normal color, as has everything else, honestly. She seems pleased by this. More than pleased. She seems excited and relieved. Not that she'd say this out loud, but fire looked weird in black and white and she was sure she looked terrible, too. Picking up the device, she turns it towards herself.]

Now that things are. . . I guess 'back to normal' isn't quite the phrase I'm looking for but, it'll have to do. Now that things are back to normal, I guess it's time I found a job. And possibly a room-mate, since both of those have come highly recommended.

For the job, my skills lean towards most things culinary. I spent a lot of time working in a few restaurants back home and by a few restaurants I don't mean I was fired. I mean I had to leave for one reason or another so if anyone knows of anything I can do with that, that'd be amazing. I'm also a fast learner and willing to try almost anything else.

[She shifts, the device wobbles slightly and she straightens it again.] As for the room-mate, I don't have any weird habits. I'm pretty good at keeping organized and out of peoples business and if you're interested, we'll talk. I almost went for getting a pet but the only 'pets' I have ever had were chickens and horses. I don't think they'd fit here.

[With all of that being said, Charlie goes to turn off the device and fumbles it slightly, a softly spoken 'mother fu--' escaping her mouth before the device switches off.]