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fandomhighdorms2006-07-25 02:32 pm
nadiathesaint) wrote in fandomhighdorms2006-07-25 02:32 pm
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The roof, Tuesday afternoon
Nadia had handwavily found out that apparently they'd never gotten around to processing her unenrollment, had gotten the keys to room 507 back, and moved all her things back into the room.
Now she was sitting crosslegged on the roof, staring out over the town, and once again ruminating about time differences and the unfairness of it all.
Furrball lay curled in her lap, having not been willing to leave her alone when she'd returned, and she scritched between his ears absently as she thought.
It was slowly occurring to her that she might actually have to talk to someone about some of the things she'd done in Argentina. And that there was two people in particular she could think of who might be able to help her deal with it all.
She was just pretty sure she didn't want to deal with an "I told you so" from either of them.
[ooc: so very much open.]
Now she was sitting crosslegged on the roof, staring out over the town, and once again ruminating about time differences and the unfairness of it all.
Furrball lay curled in her lap, having not been willing to leave her alone when she'd returned, and she scritched between his ears absently as she thought.
It was slowly occurring to her that she might actually have to talk to someone about some of the things she'd done in Argentina. And that there was two people in particular she could think of who might be able to help her deal with it all.
She was just pretty sure she didn't want to deal with an "I told you so" from either of them.
[ooc: so very much open.]
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