Room 528, Monday Morning
Dec. 14th, 2009 10:08 amEmma had skipped last night's party, since she had no reason whatsoever to deal with a bunch of teachers and other adults in her spare time. Besides, she had plans to be out late tonight, and had needed her beauty sleep.
Right now she was curled up on her bed, happily ensconced in her AP Algebra textbook as she worked on her correspondence class final. Mmmm...math.
[OOC: For a ginger, but door & post are open before that!]
Right now she was curled up on her bed, happily ensconced in her AP Algebra textbook as she worked on her correspondence class final. Mmmm...math.
[OOC: For a ginger, but door & post are open before that!]
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Date: 2009-12-16 05:39 am (UTC)It wouldn't be so bad if she didn't feel so damned horrible about it.
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Date: 2009-12-16 02:28 pm (UTC)"Just... be prepared to be understanding if no one wants to eat any pastries you've touched for awhile."
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Date: 2009-12-17 06:52 am (UTC)Only to sag back down, shoulders slumping. "Except for that not really part. Stupid morals. I wish you weren't right right now. I really do."
She sniffled a bit. "And I was getting better at baking, too!"
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Date: 2009-12-17 02:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-17 10:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-18 12:03 am (UTC)"And if they want evidence, you can point out that you thought you loved me, and therefore definitely crazy."
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Date: 2009-12-18 07:14 am (UTC)*I can always point out I suffered more than anyone,* Karla sent wryly. *The number of people I professed to love is staggering. They only acted like idiots in front of a few people. I practically put on a show for the entire school.*