Room 417, Wednesday night
Feb. 8th, 2006 09:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fates_jayeIt's weird, Jaye thinks, getting into bed and pulling the covers up over her. It's been quiet. Really quiet. It's not like she's been around a ton, but still.
It's been quiet in here.
Not that Jaye's complaining.
It's been quiet in here.
Not that Jaye's complaining.
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Date: 2006-02-09 05:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-09 05:16 am (UTC)while I was driving in my car. . .
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Date: 2006-02-09 05:16 am (UTC)I wanna thank you who...
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Date: 2006-02-09 05:17 am (UTC)She sits up. "I get a message first, right? Then the Chinese water torture effect?"
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Date: 2006-02-09 05:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-09 05:18 am (UTC)The obit should be interesting.
Jaye Tyler, dead at the young age of 16 from self-induced asphyxiation during a 'sode. Not dirty.
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Date: 2006-02-09 05:19 am (UTC)While I was driving in my car. . .
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Date: 2006-02-09 05:19 am (UTC)