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fandomhighdorms2013-06-15 03:08 pm
whenshewasnice) wrote in fandomhighdorms2013-06-15 03:08 pm
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Camelot Castle Campfire, Saturday Morning
It was not every day that Envy Adams found herself waking up in a bouncy castle. In fact, it had been around two decades since she'd last done it. And yet here she was. And admittedly, she'd felt far more dignified in her life than she did when she was clambering out of the plastic monstrosity, but her grace stats were pretty high by now. She looked fine.
And then she stood outside the castle, by the firepit, looking around while her not particularly cheap designer heels were digging into the ground a little bit. Fandom. Couldn't just let people come back for a high school reunion without messing with them, could it? Of course not.
Even after all this time, it felt kind of like coming home. If in a way that was somehow a little bittersweet.
[ooc: Intermittent mild SP warning from me but omg, open open open.]
And then she stood outside the castle, by the firepit, looking around while her not particularly cheap designer heels were digging into the ground a little bit. Fandom. Couldn't just let people come back for a high school reunion without messing with them, could it? Of course not.
Even after all this time, it felt kind of like coming home. If in a way that was somehow a little bittersweet.
[ooc: Intermittent mild SP warning from me but omg, open open open.]
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Because even at almost 40, he was still pretty much 12.
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