The Roof | Tuesday Evening | 4/13

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Hayley Fitzpatrick was sitting on the edge of the roof. Yes, it was probably entirely unsafe. But she didn't care, right now. She was sipping from a bottle of grape soda, thinking about the important things.

Mainly whether or not she should go back to Gotham, only to warn Elvis not to get fat. It seemed like a good idea, really. The universe would be better if The King stayed sexy and didn't die. That just made sense.

So really, she was trying to just think about things that weren't graduation. She didn't want to think about how soon it was, or what she'd do afterwards. The grape soda wasn't much help in this department. But it was tasty.

[ooc: Open roof, open post.]