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Room 304, Friday Afternoon
With only one class Fridays, Angela often spent the afternoon in quiet reflection.
Or napping. They were about the same thing.
But today, she woke up from the nap ( less than refreshed. ) -
Room 304, Wednesday night
With a grunt -- walking while carrying things was still a little tricky -- Angela heaved her suitcase on her bed.
Then she sat down next to it, closing her eyes and massaging her ankle.
It was good to be home. Angela left her dorm room door open in hopes someone would come by and give her something better to do than unpacking.
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Chase Residence, Wednesday Morning
"It's just a sprain," Angela complained, for about the 37th time. She resettled her cast-bound foot on its pile of pillows with a wince. She had tripped getting off the ski lift, and the results included an ugly bruise and a distinct limp. "I'm fine to go back to school ( Read more... ) -
Room 304, Friday Night
Angela sprawled on her bed, legs crossed at the ankle as she scrawled in her short story notebook. She had a scene in her head that wouldn't quite work for her story in creative writing class ... but maybe it would if she took out the unicorns?
She erased, scribbled, erased again, and was chewing on her pen when her ( phone rang ) -
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Good: We're moving into our first house on Saturday ( Read more... ) -
Room 212, After classes
After class Marty is busy doing... nothing. Nothing at all. He should be doing homework but instead he's just lying on his bed and staring out the window ( Read more... ) -
Room 304, Later Friday
After talking to Lorne in music, Angela went up to her room. Grimacing at the blinking message light, she reached for the phone. She returned Angel's call, then left four more messages.
Then she went online and ordered something. That was a hard note to write.
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Room 212, Friday morning
Angela woke up curled into a ball on Marty's bed, feeling chilly. Her first thought was to wonder why she had fallen asleep in her clothes.
Then she wondered why she'd had such a weird dream. She and Marty had been in the dorm hall when suddenly they started to fight about ... jealousy? Of Dean Tick? She'd even gone to the library to see Bridge ( Read more... ) -
Room 304, Early Saturday
Juliet woke up and stretched, delighted by how comfortable and warm the bed was. The Friar had come through ( Read more... ) -
Room 304, Thursday Morning
Angela woke up with a start from a dream where Marty was chasing her with a fireball. Her relief at being in her room, in her bed, with her cat sleeping at the foot of the bed, was temporary -- she realized all of it, from getting grabbed in the Perk and taken to a cabin where Marty (or someone who looked like him) demo0nstrated demon powers and ( Read more... )