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auroryborealis.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2006-02-24 07:38 pm
Second Floor Hallway
Rory, in the midst of trying to put up shelves by holding one arm with the other, got a desperately woe-inducing phone call.
She wandered out into the hallway. "Um. Anyone want to go to a fish funeral?" she called, reattaching her arm.
[ooc: Seriously, there will be a memorial for RT. Feel free to tag along, omg.]
ETA: And fishie doom continues HERE.
She wandered out into the hallway. "Um. Anyone want to go to a fish funeral?" she called, reattaching her arm.
[ooc: Seriously, there will be a memorial for RT. Feel free to tag along, omg.]
ETA: And fishie doom continues HERE.

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She was so startled that the arm in question fell off. Oops.
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"Um, I have no idea why I'm fall-aparty," she said, poking it into place. "I think I'm either cursed because of the play, or else magic pizza or something."
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