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itsjustlanguage) wrote2008-03-31 03:26 pm
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Room 423, Monday morning [3/31]
When Hoshi woke up Monday morning, she was surprised to find herself clutching a small blanket. No, a blankie. That was weird, she thought. She had given up her security blankie when she was four years old...
Fuzzy memories from the weekend started to filter into her consciousness. She sat up, finding her artwork from the night before still sitting on the bed. The door was closed.
[For the one who slept over last night, and then open if anyone else wants to stop by.]
Fuzzy memories from the weekend started to filter into her consciousness. She sat up, finding her artwork from the night before still sitting on the bed. The door was closed.
[For the one who slept over last night, and then open if anyone else wants to stop by.]
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Porthos was also waking up in his doggie bed. He stretched, then came over to investigate Robin.
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"I still can't imagine how you got around without legs," said Hoshi, scratching Porthos behind the ears.
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Porthos nudged Hoshi's hand and whimpered.
"I also forgot to take someone for his regular walk," added Hoshi, petting Porthos.
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handwavilydid." Robin nodded.mun missed that thread"It was really cute."no subject
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"Okay, okay, time for your walk," said Hoshi, climbing out of bed. "Do you have any classes today, Robin? I've got world mythology."
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