Room 212, Tuesday afternoon

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After talking with Jamie last night, Cassandra had taken his advice and gone to the gym to work out some aggression. She must have had a lot of aggression because she didn't make it back to the room until around noon.

She was just toweling her hair dry after a long hot shower while frowning at her closet thinking that she should probably find some way to obtain more clothes. Only having three outfits made for frequent trips to the laundry room.

[ooc: Door's open.]

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Cassandra took a deep breath and settled onto her bed. She knew Jack hadn't meant any harm, hadn't known what he was asking, not really. But... There were a lot of old memories there, and... Well, maybe someday she could explain it.