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fandomhighdorms2011-01-18 09:16 am
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6th Floor, Tuesday Morning
Quinn woke up shivering under a blanket on the couch. It was freezing, and she was pretty sure that fireplace hadn't been there when she fell asleep. She was going to have a stern talk with the weather gods about the quick-change act.
She stood up groggily, blanket around her like a cape, and decided to try to make coffee. She'd be less cold if she moved, right?
And then she realized the power was out, and there was no way to make coffee without power.
She could already tell this was not going to be her favorite day.
[OOC: Open to anybody who fell asleep upstairs last night! Or anyone who wanders up. I'm not fussy.]
She stood up groggily, blanket around her like a cape, and decided to try to make coffee. She'd be less cold if she moved, right?
And then she realized the power was out, and there was no way to make coffee without power.
She could already tell this was not going to be her favorite day.
[OOC: Open to anybody who fell asleep upstairs last night! Or anyone who wanders up. I'm not fussy.]

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