Room 229, just killin' time.
Jan. 9th, 2006 | 05:49 pm
Kristy reclines on her bed, iPod plugged into her ears. She has the door propped open to watch people walk by, keeping an eye out for anyone who might look interesting. She repeatedly tosses and catches a softball.
[[specifically open to
threeweapons, but anyone can drop in if they see fit]]
[[specifically open to
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Room 229, the ungodly middle of the night
Jan. 6th, 2006 | 02:04 am
Kristy shuffled into room 229, using her cell phone to illuminate the path to the available bed. Exhausted, she dropped her duffle bag on the floor, collapsed onto the bed and promptly fell asleep.
Anyone nearby might possibly hear some sleep talk about the hot girl running for junior class rep.
Anyone nearby might possibly hear some sleep talk about the hot girl running for junior class rep.
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Voice Mail
Jan. 6th, 2006 | 01:05 am
Hey, this is Kristy. I'm... not here. So, leave a message. After the beep. Which I'm sure you already knew. BEEP
