Room 417, Tuesday night

[fates_jaye]

Jaye's getting ready for bed. Not in Cam's room. Shut up. She's brushing her teeth in the bathroom, trying to figure out just what the hell happened today.

First there had been the visit to Lorelai and subsequent dinner plans when she picked up Cam's outfit. Then the delivery of said outfit. Okay, that was all right. That wasn't bad.

And then came Advanced Criminal Justice and now she has to deal with Aeryn again, gah, and then she totally stopped in Advanced Journalism where snake!Not-Crunch seemed to have a crush on her leg. Huh. And then by the time she finally went ahead and did the stealinating thing Veronica asked her to weeks ago... well, she can't go back to Empire Records. Which sucks, cuz they did have a good setup there. Aw.

Freakin' animals. Always gotta be so cryptic.

Comments

[fates-muses.livejournal.com]

Make a match.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye glares at the rubber ducky sitting on the counter, and hits it with her toothbrush. Wiping her mouth, she says, "SHUT UP."

[fates-muses.livejournal.com]

Not until you make a match.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye covers her ears, says "LALALALALALA" and rethinks her Bugs and Daffy project for ACJ. Aeryn's right, ducks are bad.

[fates-muses.livejournal.com]

LALALALALALA.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye picks up the soap dish and clobbers the duck in the head with it.

[fates-muses.livejournal.com]

*squeak*

[fates_jaye]

"Let that be a lesson to you," Jaye says, and closes the bathroom door on the duck as she goes back into the animal-covered room.

Yeah, she'll be sleeping a ton tonight...