Room 406, Morning

[onlysmokesnics]

When Harleen Quinzell woke up that morning in a strange bed, in a strange room, she was not disturbed at all. Hell, she was just glad she wasn't in Arkham. She scowered the nearby closet and found an outfit not dissimilar to what she'd worn that night her beloved Mister J had almost taken down the Batman

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[svetocha_blooms]

Dru had gotten up earlier and gone for a run. It was nice to be out now that the weather was getting warmer.

As she turned the door knob and pushed the door to the room open, Dru was surprised by the sudden taste of oranges and salt in her mouth.

"The hell?" she asked, instantly wary.

[onlysmokesnics]

And given her roommate was taller, had longer hair, and was dressed like a Suicide Girl pretending to be a dominatrix nurse, there was definitely reason to be wary.

Harley made a face at Dru, from where she say on Hayley's bed with scissors and construction paper. There would be a mess to clean up later, oh yes.

And you could bet Harley wouldn't be doing that.

"Hey, ain't you ever heard of knockin'?" she said.

[svetocha_blooms]

"I live here," Dru said. "Who the hell are you? And where's Hayley?"

[Drive by ping as I flee for another 3-4 hours]

[onlysmokesnics]

"That's Harley," Harley said, looking at Dru like she was the crazy one here. "You got a speech impediment or something?"

She brandished the scissors in her hand. "I bet we can do a little oral surgery if ya like. I am a doctor, after all."