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Room 406, Wednesday Night
Hayley was lying on her bed, reaching up to the bare wall where all her pictures used to be.
She hummed a little tune to herself, Heartbreak Hotel. Life had definitely gotten more complicated since the weekend. Or, at least, the complications had become more visible ( Read more... ) -
Room 406, Late Afternoon
Hayley hadn't expected a visitor, let alone Roy Harper. The words he'd said stung in her head. Bianca wasn't a killer... but she was. She couldn't reconcile what he'd said with what she believed, and yet she couldn't shake off his words, either ( Read more... ) -
6th Floor Ball Pit, Friday Morning
It wasn't as if Hayley had gotten black out drunk or... intoxicated in any manner whatsoever last night (magic glitter aside). So it was not a surprised when she woke up in the ball pit. Even the part where her shirt was being used as a pillow and she was cuddled up with Elle Bishop, not a surprise ( Read more... ) -
Room 406, After Classes
Hayley really needed new clothes, she decided. She'd been just wearing her old school uniform, since... it made up most of her wardrobe. But white blouses and long black skirts only went so far. Especially when she was about to go out with a boy. Sure, it wasn't really a date or anything, but... it seemed like she should be dressing nicer ( Read more... ) -
GCPD HQ, 1962
Hayley sat, her arms crossed. They'd made her shower and change into a jumpsuit, a jumpsuit like some common crook. She was no crook, and she definitely wasn't common. She was just waiting for them to say she had to go off to that crazy farm, that Arkham place.
( Warnings for mental instability and fictional drug references ) -
555-HAHA - Hayley Fitzpatrick's Voice Mail
"Wait, this thing'll answer the phone when I'm not around? Jeepers, that's amazing!"
*BEEP*