Room 317, Saturday (Early Afternoon)

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Z woke up sometime around noon and decided to be lazy today. After getting dressed and opening the door in case somebody wanted to drop by, she flopped back down on her bed with her headphones on--she really had to get some new music--and started mentally composing a letter to Jack. One that would never be mailed.

((Open!))

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[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie swings by Z's room. For some reason he's not looking better then he did yesterday. "Hey, Z."

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((I am so, so, so sorry. My internet has gone frakking insane. There was even a brief repeat of last summer's incident where if you plug a phone line into the computer at all, every phone in the house went dead.))

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

[ awwww. *pats* NP. :) ]