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Room 420, Friday Afternoon
Sep. 18th, 2015 10:24 pmYet another Friday stuck on this insane island.
Even Xanthippe had to admit her chances off getting the hell of this rock anytime soon were looking slim with each day that dragged on. Wasn't for any lack of effort on her part, though. She'd been pleading with her mom practically daily. God, she'd even called her dad once. And she had absolutely nothing to show for it. It was starting to look like defeat.
Also, she'd been extra bored today.
Both of these things led to what she was doing now, which was pinning kind of a lot of posters and fliers on the wall of her room. Or the wall on her side of the room, whatever. All kinds of cool band posters. She'd even heard some of their music! At least she was pretty sure she had.
Whatever. She knew they were cool, and this place was in desperate need of that.
[ooc: Open door, open post!]
Even Xanthippe had to admit her chances off getting the hell of this rock anytime soon were looking slim with each day that dragged on. Wasn't for any lack of effort on her part, though. She'd been pleading with her mom practically daily. God, she'd even called her dad once. And she had absolutely nothing to show for it. It was starting to look like defeat.
Also, she'd been extra bored today.
Both of these things led to what she was doing now, which was pinning kind of a lot of posters and fliers on the wall of her room. Or the wall on her side of the room, whatever. All kinds of cool band posters. She'd even heard some of their music! At least she was pretty sure she had.
Whatever. She knew they were cool, and this place was in desperate need of that.
[ooc: Open door, open post!]
