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nadiathesaint) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2006-07-05 05:49 pm
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The roof, Wednesday evening
Nadia lay on the edge of the roof on a towel with one of the books from the library open in front of her. She knew from her conversation with Alfred that she wasn't likely to find any details about Walter's mission itself in the books, but at least she could get an idea of the area he was getting into. And maybe a better idea of where he came from, in general.
The ideas she was getting weren't pretty. But then, she'd learned early on that a lot of things in life weren't.
Distractions would, of course, be entirely welcome.
The ideas she was getting weren't pretty. But then, she'd learned early on that a lot of things in life weren't.
Distractions would, of course, be entirely welcome.

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And, oh, hey, Nadia totally wasn't saying that she hadn't enjoyed it. What was up with that?
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Nadia rubbed her goopy forehead with one goopy hand. "I think I might need to be drunk for this conversation."
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She was avoiding talking about the situation, oh yes.
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"That's probably a good idea." Nadia wrinkled her nose. "We're kinda smelly."
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"So... together?" Cally raised bothh eyebrows, trying to not look too hopeful.
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"I'm thinking that wouldn't be a good idea."
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Or get me drunk, either way. . . . hush, you.
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