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Second Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening
Thursday, September 17th, 2015 05:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cuzfriendshipApril stepped into the common room and looked down.
"What the junk?"
Something sparkly had been -- sprinkled, or maybe smeared, across the floor. She knelt down to see what it was, and when she did she found... glitter.
Large, smooth specks of glitter, to be exact. The trail seemed relatively fresh; it hadn't quite made its way down into the fibers of the carpet yet, and it was very, very sparkly.
Puzzled, she scooped some up and inspected it more closely. She knee-walked forward, following the trail of glitter to what she assumed had to be some kind of x-marks-the-spot type of point, but that was a mistake, because by the time she made her way into a very uninteresting corner, she looked down and found herself absolutely sparkling with the stuff.
She stood up, disgusted, and wiped her sparkly palms on her sparkly shorts. "Mystery, 1; April, 0," she grumbled.
Well played, Fandom.
[[i came home to a garlic mess. thank you, puppy, for that gift. open.]]
"What the junk?"
Something sparkly had been -- sprinkled, or maybe smeared, across the floor. She knelt down to see what it was, and when she did she found... glitter.
Large, smooth specks of glitter, to be exact. The trail seemed relatively fresh; it hadn't quite made its way down into the fibers of the carpet yet, and it was very, very sparkly.
Puzzled, she scooped some up and inspected it more closely. She knee-walked forward, following the trail of glitter to what she assumed had to be some kind of x-marks-the-spot type of point, but that was a mistake, because by the time she made her way into a very uninteresting corner, she looked down and found herself absolutely sparkling with the stuff.
She stood up, disgusted, and wiped her sparkly palms on her sparkly shorts. "Mystery, 1; April, 0," she grumbled.
Well played, Fandom.
[[i came home to a garlic mess. thank you, puppy, for that gift. open.]]