Room 417, Thursday afternoon

[fates_jaye]

Jaye is tired. Having animals sing at you all night will do that to a person.

Tired enough to happily hang Tino's thong from the doorknob of the room and not think twice about it. Aw. She kinda misses Lorne.

She plops on her bed and tries to take a nap.

Comments

[fates_jaye]

Help him move on.

[fates_jaye]

"There are a lot of 'him's at this school, damn you!" Jaye scolds it.

[fates_jaye]

We were drawn from the weeds
We were brave like soldiers

[fates_jaye]

Jaye bolts up. "No! No brave like soldiers!"

[fates_jaye]

Falling down under the pale moonlight
You were holding to me
Like a someone broken
And I couldn't tell you but I'm telling you now

[fates_jaye]

Jaye wonders how to bring about permanent deafness.