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fandomhighdorms2005-09-17 02:51 pm
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Room 147
*Her door is open at a 45-degree angle. She can see out into the hall, but it gives her a bit of privacy.*
*She's trying to decide which flowers to keep and which toburn distribute.*
*As thoughtfull as Bob's were, the pink has to go.*
*She's trying to decide which flowers to keep and which to
*As thoughtfull as Bob's were, the pink has to go.*
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Sora walked the halls looking for the white stuffie... or at least he would be a stuffie if he didn't find him soon. Passing by Ms. Sidle's room, he caught of glimpse of him as he walked by and stopped to knock politely on her door before sticking his head in. "There you are." He sighed and looked over at Ms. Sidle apologeticaly. "Sorry about that, I didn't realize he'd gotten out. I hope he wasn't bugging you."