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Room 506, Friday Evening
Sep. 9th, 2016 09:37 pmXanthippe had had a terrible and sudden trip back home. And not just back to Connecticut, but home. New York. Manhattan.
Where she'd had to empty out her old rooms.
And she'd cried in front of freaking Kimmy of all people! So yeah, it had been terrible. Not even just her usual overdramatic kind of terrible, but a real, genuine kind of terrible that she didn't even want to complain out loud about. She didn't have a home to go back to anymore, you know.
It sucked.
As did the fact that she had to come back to an unfamiliar dorm room. Sure, all her crap was already here (if not entirely where it should've been, since she hadn't been here for long enough to arrange stuff before she'd gotten the call to go home), but that didn't help much. She'd brought two more boxes of stuff back from New York; she dumped them on the bed, and sighed.
Now what?
[ooc: Door and post open, I'm trying to ease myself back into things.]
Where she'd had to empty out her old rooms.
And she'd cried in front of freaking Kimmy of all people! So yeah, it had been terrible. Not even just her usual overdramatic kind of terrible, but a real, genuine kind of terrible that she didn't even want to complain out loud about. She didn't have a home to go back to anymore, you know.
It sucked.
As did the fact that she had to come back to an unfamiliar dorm room. Sure, all her crap was already here (if not entirely where it should've been, since she hadn't been here for long enough to arrange stuff before she'd gotten the call to go home), but that didn't help much. She'd brought two more boxes of stuff back from New York; she dumped them on the bed, and sighed.
Now what?
[ooc: Door and post open, I'm trying to ease myself back into things.]
