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giveittoyoursister) wrote2022-04-02 10:08 pm
giveittoyoursister) wrote2022-04-02 10:08 pm
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Room 232, Saturday Morning
After what had been a long, long week that had alternated between frustrating, stressful, and highly enjoyable, Vi had come back to her room after prom and crashed hard.
So hard that when she slowly came awake without that persistent itch under her skin, and back to a more normal level of restlessness, she rolled straight back over and went back to sleep. Blissfully unaware of any portals or anything that might have come through them.
[Open to anyone who might have a reason to be there.]
So hard that when she slowly came awake without that persistent itch under her skin, and back to a more normal level of restlessness, she rolled straight back over and went back to sleep. Blissfully unaware of any portals or anything that might have come through them.
[Open to anyone who might have a reason to be there.]