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fandomhighdorms2020-10-28 03:39 pm
thebeastofhouston) wrote in fandomhighdorms2020-10-28 03:39 pm
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Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening
Arabella had planned an entire wedding before, and not just any wedding, a Prime society wedding. Okay, that had largely been Catalina, but Arabella had helped, and no one had gotten poisoned! A last-minute Halloween party should be a snap. She was running into some...unexpected complications, though.
"What do you mean, you can't guarantee how many pizzas will actually be delivered?" she asked her phone. "'These things just happen,' I see...can you--what was that?" She jerked to look over her shoulder in the direction of the suspicious rustling noise in the corner, but there was nothing there. "Sorry, okay, so about the pizzas..."
((Open common room is open!))
"What do you mean, you can't guarantee how many pizzas will actually be delivered?" she asked her phone. "'These things just happen,' I see...can you--what was that?" She jerked to look over her shoulder in the direction of the suspicious rustling noise in the corner, but there was nothing there. "Sorry, okay, so about the pizzas..."
((Open common room is open!))