Room 312 - Saturday Morning

[wantstocheer]

It was a melancholy Claire who had gone to bed late Friday night after Dinah's birthday party. Thanks to Fandom, it was a happy, bouncy, seven year old Claire who woke up on Saturday morning

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[blondecanary]

Eighteen-year-old Dinah went to bed... and eighteen-year-old Dinah woke up slowly, and blinked over at the little girl bouncing on the bed across from hers. The little girl who looked just like Claire. Wuh-oh.

"...morning?"

[wantstocheer]

"DINAH! YOU'RE AWAKES! I'M HUNGRY! GOT ANY ALFRED COOKIES?"

Sorry, Dinah, her volume setting is defaulted to ten.

[blondecanary]

Gaaaah, better than an alarm clock. Dinah's eyes shot wide in reaction, and she said, "Inside voice," automatically from ages of babysitting, then said, "On the desk over there. Red tin. Bring me one too?"

Wait. Maybe she shouldn't feed her tiny roomie cookies?

[wantstocheer]

"Yay Cookies!"

That was moderately less loud and Claire scampered across the room to the red tin which she then ran to bring to Dinah.

"Can we have milk with our cookies?"