The roof, Saturday night
Sunday, January 3rd, 2010 01:09 amIt was cold and windy in Maryland tonight, yet Claudia had already found her way to the roof. What? She just got here from Minnesota. Sure, this wasn't exactly balmy but it was better than possibly setting off a smoke alarm on her first day here.
See, she wasn't just sitting up here being emo or contemplating or what-have-you. She was perched on the edge of the emo garden in her work goggles with Karla's welcoming basket at her feet. She had the umbrella on her shoulder to act as a wind-block and a pair of boxer shorts on her head as a hat. She was sipping from tiny little bottles of rum as she dismantled the prepaid cellphone to see if she could salvage any of its various parts.
For Claudia, this was something approaching heaven.
[ooc: Yeah, so I mostly wanted to get her into the goggles already. But open roof is open, for any willing to brave the weather.]
See, she wasn't just sitting up here being emo or contemplating or what-have-you. She was perched on the edge of the emo garden in her work goggles with Karla's welcoming basket at her feet. She had the umbrella on her shoulder to act as a wind-block and a pair of boxer shorts on her head as a hat. She was sipping from tiny little bottles of rum as she dismantled the prepaid cellphone to see if she could salvage any of its various parts.
For Claudia, this was something approaching heaven.
[ooc: Yeah, so I mostly wanted to get her into the goggles already. But open roof is open, for any willing to brave the weather.]