Room 417, Monday evening

[fates_jaye]

Jaye's got most of her Christmas shopping done. Most of it. She's pretty sure she knows almost the entire school at this point, which makes it hard to keep track of everyone. But she's getting there, and now what she does have is all pretty and wrapped. Oh, if only she didn't have to go hunt everyone down, it would be so much easier. < /dramatical narrative >

She wishes really hard, and if people just show up, that would be awesome.



The hockey team
Anakin
Anders
Angela
Barbossa
Bridge
Callisto
Cally
Crunch
Death
Janet
John Crichton
Marty
Parker
Rogue, should she still be around
Rory
Rose
Sam
Veronica

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[fates_jaye]

"If you had a reason to be sorry, I'd let you know," Jaye says, shrugging. "It sucks. You can vent."

[chasingangela]

"Thank you," Angela says, wanly. "It REALLY sucks."

She shrugs. "So. New topic. Where is home for you, anyhow? I vaguely rememebr New York."

[fates_jaye]

"Niagara Falls. Where it's going to be colder than it is here, believe it or not. Where are you from?" she asks. "I can't believe I don't know this."

[chasingangela]

"Outside Pittsburgh. Which is probably also colder than here, but at least we get real snow."

[fates_jaye]

Jaye thinks this over. "Hawaii. Why can't we live in Hawaii?"

[chasingangela]

"Because fate is cruel," Angela suggests.

Thenm, standing. "Hey, I'll see you later. Merry Christmas, or whatever you celebrate, if I don't see you before I go."

[fates_jaye]

"You, too," she says. "And thanks again."