Room 229, Friday Morning
Jul. 12th, 2013 09:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arsenicmaulsGert's one and only saving grace was that she didn't have a roommate this semester, because she woke up with a song in her head and it only took minutes for that song to reach her lips, too.
Well, there was Old Lace. But she could sleep through this, probably.
"No more waking up to innocence, say hello to hesitance to everyone I meet, thanks to you months ago, I guess I'll never know what love means to me, but oh, I'll keep on running along this road, but I've got a bad, bad feeling..."
She got up, and -- probably a bit too loudly -- kicked the door shut before anyone could hear this, because she didn't seem able to stop.
Definitely too loudly.
[[door newly shut, post open!]]
Well, there was Old Lace. But she could sleep through this, probably.
"No more waking up to innocence, say hello to hesitance to everyone I meet, thanks to you months ago, I guess I'll never know what love means to me, but oh, I'll keep on running along this road, but I've got a bad, bad feeling..."
She got up, and -- probably a bit too loudly -- kicked the door shut before anyone could hear this, because she didn't seem able to stop.
Definitely too loudly.
[[door newly shut, post open!]]
