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The Deck, Friday Morning
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notacokeperson.livejournal.comOh. My. God.
Karina was usually a fairly early riser anyway, but the bugs and their terrible, terrible song had driven her out of the dorms earlier than she usually left them.
She took up sulky residence on the deck and settled in to a) glower at the dorms and b) nurse her grievance that not only was it awful that there were singing bugs everywhere inside, but that they weren't even good at singing.
And those lyrics!
Why did those exist?! Who thought they would be a good idea? Really? Really?
Eventually she was going to flee further from the dorms but right now that was too much like effort for the morning. Ugh.
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Karina was usually a fairly early riser anyway, but the bugs and their terrible, terrible song had driven her out of the dorms earlier than she usually left them.
She took up sulky residence on the deck and settled in to a) glower at the dorms and b) nurse her grievance that not only was it awful that there were singing bugs everywhere inside, but that they weren't even good at singing.
And those lyrics!
Why did those exist?! Who thought they would be a good idea? Really? Really?
Eventually she was going to flee further from the dorms but right now that was too much like effort for the morning. Ugh.
[Open!]