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fandomhighdorms2011-09-12 05:57 pm
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3rd Floor Common Room- Monday evening
Annie had had a weird last week, and this one wasn't exactly off to a normal start, either. Sure, the weekend had been seriously messed up, what with smuggling alcohol and making out with someone she'd never even talked to before and oh yeah, dying from trying coffee just once, but at least it was over.
Then she'd woken up in a supply closet.
And then she'd gone back to the common room to retrieve her backpack from last night before going to class, and found alcohol in it. A lot of it.
At first she'd just hidden it in her room, and as long as she was away from there, it was fine. But when she'd gone back after class, she found she couldn't concentrate because she knew it was there. It wasn't that she wanted it. It was just that even in a town where Caritas didn't card and she'd reported on students smoking pot and drinking, she became really worried that she'd get in trouble for having it. Add in worry about going to tomorrow's NA meeting and wanting to share but all she had was that she got addicted to something and died from it and again with having the alcohol and then she started feeling stressed and guilty.
That was when Annie panicked and checked to make sure no one was in the common room yet, then dragged the bags of alcohol bottles to the kitchen area. And now all she had to do was pour them down the sink...
[Yes another dorms post. I know, and I'm sorry, now for the love of god, SOMEONE STOP HER.]
Then she'd woken up in a supply closet.
And then she'd gone back to the common room to retrieve her backpack from last night before going to class, and found alcohol in it. A lot of it.
At first she'd just hidden it in her room, and as long as she was away from there, it was fine. But when she'd gone back after class, she found she couldn't concentrate because she knew it was there. It wasn't that she wanted it. It was just that even in a town where Caritas didn't card and she'd reported on students smoking pot and drinking, she became really worried that she'd get in trouble for having it. Add in worry about going to tomorrow's NA meeting and wanting to share but all she had was that she got addicted to something and died from it and again with having the alcohol and then she started feeling stressed and guilty.
That was when Annie panicked and checked to make sure no one was in the common room yet, then dragged the bags of alcohol bottles to the kitchen area. And now all she had to do was pour them down the sink...
[Yes another dorms post. I know, and I'm sorry, now for the love of god, SOMEONE STOP HER.]
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Oh Sam. You really just should never have brought it up in the first place.
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