[Sitting by a bowl of fruit (because c'mon, that's an integral part of a healthy breakfast along with lightsabered toast), Trillian takes an apple and bites into it with a loud crunch. Speaking with her mouth full, she sprays a few apple bits across the table, smiling all the while.]
Hey, what's eating you? See a white rat darting around the flat?
[Snorting, she laughs at her own unintentional rhyme.]
crying so rusty ;A;
Hey, what's eating you? See a white rat darting around the flat?
[Snorting, she laughs at her own unintentional rhyme.]