Room 417, Wednesday all day

[fates_jaye]

Most of Jaye's stuff has been sent back already, but after packing up what she had in all four alcoves of Pixie D (and a goodbye to Aeryn over the alcove walls that was along the lines of "Good riddance!" "Die in a fire!"), it's time to head back to the dorms for the rest, most of which are somehow still stuffed animals. Which might be a sign she has too damn many of them.

At least they're not talking to her. It's hard to pack when you're threatening inanimate objects.

[Goodbye post, woe!!]

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Re: Afternoon

[fates_jaye]

"How about I not answer that and go for the 'gee, I should be pretending to pack' thing?" she says with a smile.

Re: Afternoon

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Ouch," Dean said, miming being shot in the chest. "Though, on the bright side, if I do look that gullible, it should make hustling at pool a lot easier."

Re: Afternoon

[fates_jaye]

"See, make it work for you. You've learned well, grasshopper."

No, Jaye has no idea what she's talking about anymore.