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3rd Floor Hallway, Thursday Evening

If someone were to happen upon Tori, they'd notice something was off. She was currently in the middle of a conversation with someone, but there was no one around.

Crazy, much?

[OOC: Tori has been Mind Whammied by Lana- er, Isobel. And I really couldn't think up of an imaginary friend name, so... yeah. If anyone's up to it, come talk with the crazy girl.]

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Annette was on her way back to her room from...somewhere, when she spotted Tori. She smiled and drew closer until it became clear that something just wasn't right with this picture.

"Hey, uh, Tori. What's up?" Annette was looking around for whoever Tori was talking to.

Tori was slightly startled, not expecting anyone else to be talking to her. "Oh, hey Annette." She smiled, glad to see her. "Looking for someone?" Tori was, of course, unaware that no one else could see who she had been talking to ~~and who Bridge!mun thinks should be Blake, heh.~~

"Hi. Me? No..no, I was just on my way back to my room and noticed you out here." Annette looked around again, tongue in cheek. But then she just had to blurt it out, "Who were you talking to?" Cause, Annette had seen no one. NO ONE.

Tori frowned. "What do you mean? I was just talking to Blake. You remember me telling you about him, right?" She looked utterly confused. "He's standing right next to me."

"Blake?" Annette raised her brows. "You did? Huh. And he is, isn't he?" Annette made a point of looking the fake Blake up and down. "Tall ain't he?" Of course she was just messing with Tori now because she thought Tori was messing with her. Finally getting her back from her pranks in New York.

"Pretty hot too. Is he your beau?"

"I did, yeah. Remember the pictures on my wall?" Tori couldn't help but smile. "He's not that tall." She made a point of sticking her tongue out at him, when he protested.

Tori blushed at Annette's question. "Um... no? It's kind of... complicated." She spoke the last word more quietly.

Okay, the sticking out of the tongue thing? Cute, but weird.

She had to laugh, she couldn't help it. Shoving her hands in her back pant pockets, she rocked back on her heels a little. "Complicated is it? Yeah, I can understand that. NOT!" She laughed harder. "Okay now, knock it off, cause hello? There's no one there! Blake is still on your wall, flat, short, and yeah..."

Tori laughed and shook her head. "Things back home took precedent." It was the truth, if not the complete truth.

Tori's smile faded. "What do you mean there's no one there?" She looked to where Blake had been standing and the spot was empty. "Huh?" Tori looked back to Annette. "I swear, he was standing right next to me."

Annette wiggled her fingers, "Presto chango sort of thing? Wait, is he hiding behind you?" She moved to look behind Tori. "Nope. Wait, Tori, are you keeping a boy in your room? Way to go!" Annette shouted. "Tori's got a boy in her room! WhooHoo!"

Tori didn't understand where Blake had gotten to, but she figured he'd turn up eventually. "No, I'm not." She couldn't help but blush and laugh a bit, at that thought. "I don't think Angela would appreciate that."

"Dick stays in my room," Annette thought to point out before she really thought very clearly. "Um. To sleep. Cally doesn't seem to mind. Though she does stay with Mac a good deal I think. Okay then, no Blake? That's a shame cause I really wanted to meet him. And since you were blushing, I can tell that you like him which is way important. So? No Blake, eh?"

Tori smiled. "That's good. I don't Marty's stayed in the room, since I became Angela's roommate." She shrugged. "But I wouldn't mind if he did." Tori admitted. She shook her head. "No Blake." At least not right now, she thought. "Yeah, I hoped you could meet him too." Tori blushed a bit more. "I do. But, it seems he's not here."

Annette stared at Tori for a minute. "You are just kidding with me, right?"

Tori shook her head. "No, I swear he was next to me, a few minutes ago." She wouldn't joke about something like this.

Annette knitted her brows and smacked her hand to Tori's forehead. "Well, you don't have a fever. Have you been bit by a gremlin?"

"No, I would've remembered that happening." Tori admitted, shaking her head. "And I didn't hit my head, either."

"Uh, well, fancy you seeing people that aren't even there." Annette giggled a little. "I wouldn't mind seeing a few people that aren't really there, if you know what I mean."

Tori smirked. "Yeah, really." She could have sworn Blake was real. He had been talking back to her. "I totally get that." Tori chuckled. Something was nagging at the back of her mind, but she had no idea what it was.

"You okay, Tori, really? Cause I'm a little worried about you now. Maybe I should check our your room or something with my sneaky like skillzz, and make sure nothing is hiding in there, ready to grab you." That Tori was a ninja? Didn't register.

"Yeah, I think I'll be fine with some sleep." Tori shrugged it off. Whatever was going on could be figured out in the morning, when she could think more clearly. Tori smiled. "You're more than welcome to, Annette." She didn't mind that one bit. Even though she was a ninja, two sets of eyes were better than one.

Annette grinned, cause if Blake was hiding out in there? She wanted to see first hand. "Okie dokie, I'm ready."

Tori couldn't help but smile back. "All righty. Let's go." She replied, wondering if there was going to be anything in her room besides Min and maybe Angela. If there was someone or something else in there? She was inclined to feel somewhat bad for it, should Annetted find it.

[OOC: Do you want to handwave them going into Tori's room and what not? I'm about ready to crash, honestly.]

This was fun!

(omg me too, I can't see to save my life right now..handwavey is fine! hehe..night!!)

John was wandering around, looking for free food, and saw his other favorite blonde wandering around. "Heya!"

Tori had been debating something with Blake ~~who was obviously not there, imaginary friend and all,~~ and had been suprised by John. "Oh, hey John!" She smiled and waved at him. "How's it going?"

"Good, yourself?" ...was she talking to herself?

"I'm good, thanks." Tori smiled. It definitely looked like she had been talking to herself, but someone had been there. Or so she had thought, which is why she might look slightly confused.

"Sorry about this week, and last, about not having hte beach party. Got distracted and all."

"Don't worry about it." Tori smiled. "I know the feeling."

"Next week? Maybe I can talk Agatha into turning Sparky's over to us for a night ors omething. I mean, s'mores!"

"Next week sounds good to me." Tori nodded, smiling. "That would be great if she allowed that."

"I'm sure I can swing it. If not? Hey, that's what 'after hours' are for!"

Tori laughed. "That is very true."

He just smiled. "I'll let you know what day would work."

"All right, I can't wait." Tori grinned.

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