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mathletenomore) wrote2010-08-24 09:50 am
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Room 421, Tuesday Late Afternoon
After saying goodbye to Sam and her friends in front of house in the morning, and later her parents at the airport (which had been tearful, mostly on her mother's part), Lindsay finally returned to her room in the dorms with an extra suitcase. That was an indication that she'd be around for awhile.
She tuned into a classic rock station on the laptop she purchased recently and then began to unpack.
[open door and post]
She tuned into a classic rock station on the laptop she purchased recently and then began to unpack.
[open door and post]
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"Hey!" she said, outside the door as she watched Lindsay with her suitcase. "Are you coming or going?"
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She paused a moment before continuing. "And how've you been?"
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She shrugged a bit, still unsure what she believed. "I'm just glad we all survived those messed up worlds. I much prefer rain of food product or something equally harmless and wacky."
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She drew a deep breath and shook her head. "But it's over now."
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She'd prefer no more nightmare scenarios. Ever.
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She didn't think it was that weird to ask, considering.
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She was surprised at how well she was taking this.
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"and thank you for not thinking I was lying."
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She was thinking about her grandmother.
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She sighed. "And I'm not working right now, anyhow. Sorry for going all philosophical."
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Which was probably a good thing because it would probably mean something bad for Lindsay otherwise.
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