MCA #5, Sunday Afternoon

Sarah hadn't bothered getting out of her pajamas today. She'd received her flowers, snorted at the attached note, put them in a vase in the living room, and then made herself at home on her couch, where she intended to stay the entire day – so far, very successfully.

And currently, with a tub of Ben & Jerry's on her lap and some very poor-quality reality TV programming on the telly. Non-romantic, obviously. She didn't want to throw up, after all.

Also, so far? She was blaming her increased antsiness on the day. That wouldn't last, though. Not for a Fandom veteran like her.

[ooc: Open poooost, of course.]