4th Floor Common Room [Thursday, Late morning]
Thursday, August 28th, 2008 07:01 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Mac wasn't really awake yet. She's rarely really awake before her first caffiene fix of the day. This is probably a good thing. Especially today.
She smothered a yawn with her hand as she walked into the common room, and stopped dead, just digesting the taste for a moment. The smell. Letting it all sink in.
The girl is normally so sane without the clamping of her hand to her mouth in horror and the unintelligeable disgust. Also with the not trying to wash her mouth out. Doesn't look it today. Funny how even the water she's shovelling in with her hand has that same taste she's trying to get rid of.
Now is the mad scramble to make a drink to take that revolting taste away.
Try not to worry about the girl at the counter downing coffee like her life depends on it.
[[ooc: I had to. Open. Tiny bit of SP as I flit back and forth.]]
She smothered a yawn with her hand as she walked into the common room, and stopped dead, just digesting the taste for a moment. The smell. Letting it all sink in.
The girl is normally so sane without the clamping of her hand to her mouth in horror and the unintelligeable disgust. Also with the not trying to wash her mouth out. Doesn't look it today. Funny how even the water she's shovelling in with her hand has that same taste she's trying to get rid of.
Now is the mad scramble to make a drink to take that revolting taste away.
Try not to worry about the girl at the counter downing coffee like her life depends on it.
[[ooc: I had to. Open. Tiny bit of SP as I flit back and forth.]]