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fandomhighdorms2006-02-12 12:12 pm
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Room 231, Sunday Morning
Sam was doing homework. A great deal of homework. And drinking coffee.
Since it was Sunday and she was seventeen, though, she'd also indulged in a chocolate croissant. She sat on the bed reading her book for Quantum Physics, but kept glancing over at the walls, wanting to see where the theorems Marty had pointed her towards could lead. Still, obligations first. She also had an essay due for ACJ that had to be handed in to Rory.
And if she was maybe a little concerned about the therapy session with Janet and the school counselor the next day, well, it happened.
[ooc: Feel free to drop by.]
Since it was Sunday and she was seventeen, though, she'd also indulged in a chocolate croissant. She sat on the bed reading her book for Quantum Physics, but kept glancing over at the walls, wanting to see where the theorems Marty had pointed her towards could lead. Still, obligations first. She also had an essay due for ACJ that had to be handed in to Rory.
And if she was maybe a little concerned about the therapy session with Janet and the school counselor the next day, well, it happened.
[ooc: Feel free to drop by.]
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"So, we gotta stick together then," she nodded firmly.