Room 507, Thursday night
Feb. 16th, 2007 01:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nadiathesaintNadia still wasn't sure what to make of what had happened at Xander's movie night. It was one thing for her to randomly fall asleep and have weird dreams, because, hello, been there and done that. But for the whole party to?
And that woman with the face paint. . . . She'd be haunting her for awhile.
She wasn't convinced that she was the reason that everyone fell asleep and got attacked. But she also wasn't convinced that she wasn't the reason. Better safe than Walter getting his fingers cut off in a nightmare, so she was going to be sleeping in 507, she decided, away from all her roommates.
It was for their own good.
She ducked into the room and locked the door behind her, then went to curl up on the bed under the blanket, still in her coat, hat, scarf, and gloves.
She was still too cold.
[ooc: mostly establishy, but if someone wants to stop by for a few comments before I go to bed (or possibly SP a bit into tomorrow), I'm game.]
And that woman with the face paint. . . . She'd be haunting her for awhile.
She wasn't convinced that she was the reason that everyone fell asleep and got attacked. But she also wasn't convinced that she wasn't the reason. Better safe than Walter getting his fingers cut off in a nightmare, so she was going to be sleeping in 507, she decided, away from all her roommates.
It was for their own good.
She ducked into the room and locked the door behind her, then went to curl up on the bed under the blanket, still in her coat, hat, scarf, and gloves.
She was still too cold.
[ooc: mostly establishy, but if someone wants to stop by for a few comments before I go to bed (or possibly SP a bit into tomorrow), I'm game.]
