(Well, excuuuuuuuse me,) Millie thought, (for not hanging on your every word! It wasn't like there weren't a dozen things going on and lots of people talking all at once!) Millie opened her mouth to say as much--but May laid a hand on her arm. When Millie glanced at her, May shook her head slightly.
"Fine," Millie said under her breath. She went back to washing dishes with more force--and splashing--than was strictly necessary. She kept up a running commentary inside her head, though.
It was only when she'd run down that occurred to Millie that Ami was one of the psychics. Maybe she could hear what Millie was thinking! A glance at Ami didn't prove anything one way or the other, though she wasn't looking daggers at Millie so maybe not. Nonetheless, Millie imagined a great big bright KEEP OUT! sign.
(Boy, living with mind readers would suck...)
OOC: FYI to the psychics--Millie is worrying unnecessarily. Nobody can read her mind, or Daisy's. They're dead, after all. Well, undead, but still....
[George/"Millie"] Alone in her head...probably.
"Fine," Millie said under her breath. She went back to washing dishes with more force--and splashing--than was strictly necessary. She kept up a running commentary inside her head, though.
It was only when she'd run down that occurred to Millie that Ami was one of the psychics. Maybe she could hear what Millie was thinking! A glance at Ami didn't prove anything one way or the other, though she wasn't looking daggers at Millie so maybe not. Nonetheless, Millie imagined a great big bright KEEP OUT! sign.
(Boy, living with mind readers would suck...)
OOC: FYI to the psychics--Millie is worrying unnecessarily. Nobody can read her mind, or Daisy's. They're dead, after all. Well, undead, but still....