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fandomhighdorms2006-04-09 04:32 pm
nadiathesaint) wrote in fandomhighdorms2006-04-09 04:32 pm
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Fifth floor common room, Sunday afternoon
Nadia had felt like a ghost, walking through town on her way back from visiting Bel. She didn't feel connected to Fandom, for some reason, or to the various NPC people she'd passed on the walk. The feeling hadn't faded when she'd gone into the dorms, either.
She stopped by her room to get a few small things to eat and check her voicemail. Damn. It seemed like there were still a lot of people worried about her.
She'd have to start talking to them, eventually, she supposed.
She plopped herself down on the common room couch, in an attempt at being normal and social, and turned on the TV.
Surprise, surprise, Bitterwoman was on.
[ooc: open to whoever, for all your common room needs.]
She stopped by her room to get a few small things to eat and check her voicemail. Damn. It seemed like there were still a lot of people worried about her.
She'd have to start talking to them, eventually, she supposed.
She plopped herself down on the common room couch, in an attempt at being normal and social, and turned on the TV.
Surprise, surprise, Bitterwoman was on.
[ooc: open to whoever, for all your common room needs.]