Jaye Tyler (
fates_jaye) wrote2006-07-05 05:00 pm
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Room 417, Wednesday evening
Jaye's in her room with the door open, looking at a bottle of Jim Beam and the Little Wooden Boy Dave on her desk in turn. She looks like she's making a serious choice here.
[Entertain me.]
[Entertain me.]
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"Oh. Er. Hi," he said.
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She considers this, then thinks the first thing would just be sad.
"Glad to give you that little moment of glory," she nods.
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Well, not really horrible. More like pretty darned accurate.