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fandomhighdorms2018-04-02 10:17 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote in fandomhighdorms2018-04-02 10:17 am
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Second Floor Common Room; Monday Afternoon [04/02].
Ugh, what was going on today? Even after taking most of the morning to..uh...take care of things (and now feeling very, very, very grateful to not have a roommate for the first time since Shiemi left), Summer was still feeling all restless and riled up. Was this a weird after-effect of having blown herself up to gigantic proportions, turned literally inside out, and then put back to normal again? Was it some kind of radiation totally messing up with her system now? Maybe she should probably think a little bit before randomly exposing herself to powerful body-altering machines on a whim, because, man, it was crazy in there right now. Hormone city. Probably just her cells trying to regulate themselves again and doing a really craptastic job of it...
Boy, wasn't she going to be glad to find out that it was only wacky pollen doing this to her and not weird nuclear changes to herself on a atomic level...
Still, she needed some distraction, and figured a good way to do it was to work on some fancy jello infused cakes she'd heard about on Pinterest, right? Who didn't love cake? And she definitely loved jello, and it would demand she put her attention elsewhere, and it would be good...all good...
If she could even find anything. Maybe she was just a little testy because of...stuff, but it seemed that none of her usual stuff was where it was supposed to be in the kitchen, resulting in a hunt through the cabinets that resulted in a lot of clattering doors, slammed shelves, at least one smashed fingers, and a lot of things being removed, moved, and hastily returned before she found one of the many things she was looking for.
"Aaaurrrg!"
Oh, yeah. The occasionally howl of frustration, too. One or two (or five) of those as well.
[[ open common room is open, with maybe a touch of slowness due to work]]
Boy, wasn't she going to be glad to find out that it was only wacky pollen doing this to her and not weird nuclear changes to herself on a atomic level...
Still, she needed some distraction, and figured a good way to do it was to work on some fancy jello infused cakes she'd heard about on Pinterest, right? Who didn't love cake? And she definitely loved jello, and it would demand she put her attention elsewhere, and it would be good...all good...
If she could even find anything. Maybe she was just a little testy because of...stuff, but it seemed that none of her usual stuff was where it was supposed to be in the kitchen, resulting in a hunt through the cabinets that resulted in a lot of clattering doors, slammed shelves, at least one smashed fingers, and a lot of things being removed, moved, and hastily returned before she found one of the many things she was looking for.
"Aaaurrrg!"
Oh, yeah. The occasionally howl of frustration, too. One or two (or five) of those as well.
[[ open common room is open, with maybe a touch of slowness due to work]]