Room 507, Monday night
Feb. 28th, 2006 01:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nadiathesaintNadia sat up on her bed with all the lights off and the stick-thing from Granny Weatherwax clutched in her not-burned hand. The play script sat on the bed in front of her.
Furrball lay curled on the play script.
Nadia glowered at the stick. Her head was feeling ever so slightly better thanks to Granny's tea, but it was still all achy, and she still wasn't allowed to go to sleep. Pippi had promised to help her stay up when she finished up at Fight Club and had made her promise not to try and take a nap while she was gone, so she was very dutifully staying awake until it was time to go over to Pippi's.
And doing a lot of glaring.
She glanced at the clock and sighed. It was that time again. She shut her eyes and shook the stick.
*poot*
"Graggla Graggla Gree," she said, with as much dignity as she could muster. Then: "Dammit!"
Furrball lay curled on the play script.
Nadia glowered at the stick. Her head was feeling ever so slightly better thanks to Granny's tea, but it was still all achy, and she still wasn't allowed to go to sleep. Pippi had promised to help her stay up when she finished up at Fight Club and had made her promise not to try and take a nap while she was gone, so she was very dutifully staying awake until it was time to go over to Pippi's.
And doing a lot of glaring.
She glanced at the clock and sighed. It was that time again. She shut her eyes and shook the stick.
*poot*
"Graggla Graggla Gree," she said, with as much dignity as she could muster. Then: "Dammit!"
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