Room 418: Monday Night

[notajar]

Door's not sitting in the window tonight, though she's got it open, and every so often she glances that way. Instead she's perched at the foot of her bed, when she's not moving restlessly around the room.

Summer classes are over, new ones will be starting up soon, the awful headmistress-woman is gone. It's reason enough to be restless, she

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[bridge_carson]

"Hey," Bridge pokes his head through the doorway. "I got your message."

[notajar]

"H--" Door glances over to the doorway. "...your hair is green."

[bridge_carson]

"Yeah," Bridge grins. "I felt like changing it."

[notajar]

Door studies it critically for a moment before pronouncing, "It suits you."