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fandomhighdorms2010-05-20 07:10 pm
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The Deck, Thursday evening
Scully had gotten back after class, taken some time to debate starting to pack, then grabbed a soda from the Common Room fridge and gone out on the deck to type on her Netbook. It was too nice a day to stay inside.
Apparently, the flowers around the deck agreed. "Do you believe in magic?"
"...what?"
"In a young girl's heart!" sang one of the peonies.
"How the music can free her, whenever it starts!" chimed in the tulips, swaying, leaves flapping and petals moving in time.
Scully stared. Then looked at her Coke. "...damnit, doped again."
[open, as decks with a chorus of flowers are]
Apparently, the flowers around the deck agreed. "Do you believe in magic?"
"...what?"
"In a young girl's heart!" sang one of the peonies.
"How the music can free her, whenever it starts!" chimed in the tulips, swaying, leaves flapping and petals moving in time.
Scully stared. Then looked at her Coke. "...damnit, doped again."
[open, as decks with a chorus of flowers are]