Fire Drill, Outside the Dorms, Oh Dear Lord How Is This O'Clock Wednesday Night

[endsthegame]

Fandom lay peaceful in the night, recovering from its latest brush with invasion. It had reached such an hour that even the teal deer slept soundly in the woods, and the crickets had given up on chirping to go play Texas Hold-'Em in the caves in the cliffs just off the Preserve.

The rain started almost tentatively: a few drops of dew that wrestled loose from the grass and gently made their way upwards. But soon they multiplied, soon they went faster. Soon the dark skies were full of water raining upwards, coagulating into clouds far up above.

And then...

...and then the fire drill alarms went off in the dorms.

Sorry, kids.

[[ this will be your fire drill post for the evening! have at, oh students. ]]

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[stars_and_money]

Jeremy looked around too, then frowned. "Do we even know who runs the dorms? Like, is there a janitor or something?"

He was pretty sure all he'd ever seen were students.

[twintuitionist.livejournal.com]

"There has to be one, doesn't there?" Juliet looked confused. "Do people really clean the bathrooms themselves? I just thought the housekeepers were discreet."