Francine Peters (
thatsamilkshake) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2009-04-05 09:28 pm
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5th Floor Girls' Bathroom, Sunday Night
Francine? Was never, ever leaving the shower. Ever. She could bypass prune and turn straight into a raisin for all she cared. They'd have to hold finals in the bathroom and let her write it in waterproof marker. They might even have to hold graduation in the bathroom. Next year.
The only problem she could foresee was food and the fact that she was running out of shampoo.
[OOC: With all the handwavey ones, there might as well be a real shower post. Open to any girls who want to wash off the grime of fighting or zombification, or just bitch about same!]
The only problem she could foresee was food and the fact that she was running out of shampoo.
[OOC: With all the handwavey ones, there might as well be a real shower post. Open to any girls who want to wash off the grime of fighting or zombification, or just bitch about same!]

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It wasn't entirely true -- especially as she would find herself in the fourth floor common room in an hour or so, desperately seeking food -- but it sounded wonderful to imagine. She hoped that whoever was in the adjacent shower would agree.
Considering how very long her shower was going, it seemed a distinct possibility.
(HAD THE ICON. HAD TO USE IT. GO SHOWERS!)
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"She seemed delighted to see me," Alice said, "though I tried not to cuddle her too much, lest she be covered in whatever blood and filth I had on me. I believe I shall be burning those clothes."
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