Room 507, Wednesday morning
Apr. 5th, 2006 10:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nadiathesaintNadia woke up slightly dizzy. She'd spent at least the last several moments of her dream running in circles, trying to get in front of Veronica so she could talk to her face and not to her back. But either dream-Veronica kept spinning, too, or dream-Veronica was ALL back and no face. . . .
If that weren't enough, dream-Veronica kept apologizing.
But Nadia was, frighteningly enough, getting used to waking up from strange dreams, so she just pushed those thoughts aside and forced herself out of bed.
She had only a few minutes to get ready for shop class. She considered skipping it again, but the only way she was going to ever feel normal again would be to try to do normal things. Like classes.
She fed Furrball, grabbed her bag, and hoped the class wasn't doing a second day of a project or something.
[ooc: just establishing]
If that weren't enough, dream-Veronica kept apologizing.
But Nadia was, frighteningly enough, getting used to waking up from strange dreams, so she just pushed those thoughts aside and forced herself out of bed.
She had only a few minutes to get ready for shop class. She considered skipping it again, but the only way she was going to ever feel normal again would be to try to do normal things. Like classes.
She fed Furrball, grabbed her bag, and hoped the class wasn't doing a second day of a project or something.
[ooc: just establishing]
