Room 417, Thursday night

[fates_jaye]

Newbies have been met. Most of them. Check. Including her Little Brother guy. Check. Not pissed at Archie. Check. And... okay, really that's all she had on her checklist. Tah dah.

She's not really feeling social, though, because when she tried that yesterday she got exhausted and then very nearly had emo. And while she knows about not-boyfriend nearly-stealing ho Parker's party, she doesn't think it's good to bitch someone out on their birthday, so maybe not such a good idea. So for now, she'll just camp out with the rented disc 1 of Vanessa Saturn to play on her computer.


[Open for interaction, or if you wanna say, talk her into going to Caritas.]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Parker mutters, thinking of Rory's insistence. "I got that impression. Anyway. He's hella cute but I wasn't trying to mess with you, for the record. And this dress is too nice to be burninated." She rolled her eyes. "Grab anyone you can find, and tell them we're going. Consider your bar tab the rest of my apology."

[fates_jaye]

She's not the burninating type, anyway. Though Callisto would probably do it if she promised not to promote her/Angel on the radio. "'Kay," she says. "I'll be there."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"See you."

*click*

Maybe if Jack kisses Jaye, it'll all be even. That'll work.