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Room 317, Saturday Evening
Jun. 14th, 2008 10:31 pmThe door to 317 stood open. Inside, its lone occupant was flipping through magazines and trying, as per usual these days, to ignore the empty side of the room.
It was lonely without Luke and Artoo. Z would be glad to be distracted.
((Open!))
It was lonely without Luke and Artoo. Z would be glad to be distracted.
((Open!))
