Room 213 [morning through early afternoon]
Rory was kind of big on not thinking today, if she could help it.
So as soon as her friends had left - and she mentally decided then that she'd find a way to repay them, because that had actually helped. Not that she wanted to admit that she needed help. Or there was any reason why she wouldn't be okay.
Repression ran strong in Gilmores.
So, as a way to distract herself, Rory was cleaning her room. She'd dug through her closet, occasionally tossing things like knitting needles, a recipe for sand cookies, and a very ornamental gold dress into a box under her desk. Now she was at work excavating the area under her bed, since she couldn't deal with changing the linens yet.
And of course her music was loud. How else are you supposed to sublimate your depression without possibly damaging your hearing?
The door was cracked a little open.
[I'm on my break between classes for the next hour and a half or so, and then SP until about 5 EDT! Come talk to the little emo girl or bitch about the music or whatever.]
So as soon as her friends had left - and she mentally decided then that she'd find a way to repay them, because that had actually helped. Not that she wanted to admit that she needed help. Or there was any reason why she wouldn't be okay.
Repression ran strong in Gilmores.
So, as a way to distract herself, Rory was cleaning her room. She'd dug through her closet, occasionally tossing things like knitting needles, a recipe for sand cookies, and a very ornamental gold dress into a box under her desk. Now she was at work excavating the area under her bed, since she couldn't deal with changing the linens yet.
And of course her music was loud. How else are you supposed to sublimate your depression without possibly damaging your hearing?
The door was cracked a little open.
[I'm on my break between classes for the next hour and a half or so, and then SP until about 5 EDT! Come talk to the little emo girl or bitch about the music or whatever.]