Room 417, Thursday night

[fates_jaye]

Jaye's not doing much. Just hanging. Finally checking out her download of the Vanessa Saturn finale and jaw-dropping at the computer.

The door would be open. Hi, Jamie.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

There is a mirage, a flash, a shadow.

I never liked you, not at all.
Maybe one day you'll run into a wall.

And he's gone again, before he can be caught. He might be a little pissed about the other toaster that talks.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye leans over to look out the doorway. Huh. Weird.