Room 327, Tuesday Morning

[twintuitionist]

Juliet had kind of missed the whole ponies thing, which would make her sad if she hadn't been spending the days in Regency England. It felt like she'd just fallen into Jane Austen, even if it was a little annoying that people kept asking where her escort was. (Juliet had learned to smile brightly and look right past these people, as if searching

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[stars_and_money]

Well, someone interesting was going to come down the hall, waltz right in, and flop down right on her bed, a Regency-fashionable scarf around his neck.

"Whatcha readin', sis?"

[twintuitionist]

"Illustrated Shakespeare," Juliet said, leaving out the bit where it was supposed to be for kids. She didn't look up as she reached to tug on his scarf. "Oooh. Nice souvenir."

[stars_and_money]

"Got a shirt too," Jeremy shared, smugly, not that he didn't think she'd gotten a bunch of stuff too. "Way retro but I dig them that way."

[twintuitionist]

"I got some dresses," Juliet shared. "It's so vintage, isn't it? I could probably stay here."

She contemplated this.

"For a while, anyhow. They don't have telephones, so not forever."