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fandomhighdorms2017-02-04 01:57 pm
sampippy) wrote in fandomhighdorms2017-02-04 01:57 pm
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5th Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning
"What?! It's not even Valentine's day for like another two weeks!"
That sound, up in the fifth floor common room? That was the sound of Xanthippe Voorhees scrolling through her Snapchat and her insta feed and suddenly seeing basically nothing from her friends in New York except, like, cute couple photos and gross PDA videos. A ton of them. Like a flood of them.
What the hell? Was Valentine's Day suddenly in this year?
She was so out of the loop.
And starting to panic about it. Her social media presence was pretty much the only thread she was hanging onto her old life by and if she couldn't get on everyone else's level, she might as well just die right this instant.
"Oh my God."
She needed to plan.
"Wh-- shit."
... Possibly after she'd cleaned up the counter, because she'd kept pouring milk into her bowl of cereal all through being antagonized by snaps, and had only just now realized a fair bit of the milk was no longer strictly speaking in the bowl anymore, but, you know.
[ooc: Open common room is open! Some weekend SP in effect.]
That sound, up in the fifth floor common room? That was the sound of Xanthippe Voorhees scrolling through her Snapchat and her insta feed and suddenly seeing basically nothing from her friends in New York except, like, cute couple photos and gross PDA videos. A ton of them. Like a flood of them.
What the hell? Was Valentine's Day suddenly in this year?
She was so out of the loop.
And starting to panic about it. Her social media presence was pretty much the only thread she was hanging onto her old life by and if she couldn't get on everyone else's level, she might as well just die right this instant.
"Oh my God."
She needed to plan.
"Wh-- shit."
... Possibly after she'd cleaned up the counter, because she'd kept pouring milk into her bowl of cereal all through being antagonized by snaps, and had only just now realized a fair bit of the milk was no longer strictly speaking in the bowl anymore, but, you know.
[ooc: Open common room is open! Some weekend SP in effect.]