Fifth Floor Common Room [evening]

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Sookie had had better, and less upsetting days. That afternoon, her brother had actually finally returned a phone call -- not to really check on his baby sister, though he did ask after her, but to tell her that he couldn't come to visit that weekend.

But that wasn't enough. Scarcely ten minutes after getting off the phone with Jason, just as the sun was going down, her phone buzzed with a text.

pam & i coming to visit. arrange accommodations. sleeping in the ground is hell on hair.

Because that was exactly what she needed. Eric and Pam, in Fandom. All weekend. Terrorizing her friends and teachers and people who could conceivably be either of those things, but now wouldn't, because some stupid vampires had ruined it.

Wonderful.

So Sookie was in the common room, whisking her second batch of banana pudding. She'd already poured the first batch over vanilla wafers, and admittedly, maybe she was whisking a little harder than necessary. She had some aggression to work out. But at least there was pudding coming out of it.

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[glacial_queen]

"Blech. Anything's better than Bill," Karla said. Which, technically wasn't true in the least, but far be it for Karla to let truth get in the way of a good rant.

And, since Sookie said she could, she helped herself to some pudding. Mmm, the crunchy cookies made an excellent counterpoint to the creamy pudding.

"Maybe you could pick a few places they can't go?" she suggested, licking her spoon. "Places that are just for you?"