The Gym, Late Monday Morning

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Spring Break meant the opportunity to sleep in. Which was good because Isabel hadn't gotten to sleep until very, very late. There were too many thoughts running through her head. What could she do to help Angel? What did his dream mean? She tried not to think of Veronica walking in in the process of being slow played while she was in the middle of the dream walk. Hopefully she'd accepted Isabel's story and wouldn't question things too much.

But it was Monday, and Isabel had nothing else to do, so she hit the gym. After few minutes of stretching she climbed onto the trainer and started the program.

Fifth floor - Monday afternoon

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Current residents of the fifth floor dorms: One girl. One cat. One horse. Possibly several plants, but they can't play so we're not counting them for now.

So, what do one girl, one cat and one horse do when they have an entire floor to themselves? They (well, the girl) turn up the music really loud and they play in the hallway.

They started out with a version of kickball which mostly involved Molly and Old Man kicking a ball back and forth down the hallway while Furrball chased or, more often, got run over by the ball.

Eventually though, Old Man had gotten tired of that and wandered off to do whatever it is that a horse who can open doors for himself is want to do. So now Molly was running up and down the hallway with a sock tied to a piece of string while Furrball chased after it.

[[OOC: Open to anybody. The music is really loud. Probably obnoxiously so. Come ask her to turn it down if you want. :) ]]

2nd Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon

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Cally has popped in the DVD of Small Store of Terrors, and is relaxing on one of the couches. She vaguely wonders if the dentist in the movie is anything like she'd be if she became a dentist.

But she doubts she'd be that crazy. Or old. Or... male. But here she sits, watching, humming along, wondering if there is still any life in this dorm.

[ooc: Open for interaction, woo.]

1st floor Lobby

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After running into Tommy at Jeff, God of Biscuits and talking about everything under the sun almost, she'd handwavily taken him onto the mainland. Mostly it was a great excuse to drive her car and get out of Fandom for a day. While he was occupied, she went shopping and they grabbed some take out on the way back. He really wasn't so bad...even if he did shock her with his vocabulary.

She picked at her beef tomato chow mein and wandered out to the lobby. Flopping down on the couch, she turned on the tv and settled in to watch CFS: Detroit while she tried not to look at her food during the gunshot scenes.

[[open, yo]]