Rory moved her computer to her bed and curled up on her desk with a cup of coffee so she could look out the window. She smiled, glad to be indoors where it was not freezing like a freezing thing.

( It had been a long week )

Rory came back from class and curled up on her floor, determined to eat cereal and watch Vanessa Saturn DVDs, and definitely not think.

Repressing how she was feeling about what Bridge had told her last night? Of course she was. What, are you new?

[Here for a mommy/daughter phone call, but open after that.]

Rory was kind of big on not thinking today, if she could help it ( Read more... )

Rory? Had had a somewhat busy day.

Between a little sister with some kind of mystical pine martin, hearing about and then seeing Dean, and saying goodbye to Veronica, her Sunday had been a little more emotional than she normally cared for.

Plus, her feet were still sore from the dance marathon. That was why she was resting on her bed, lazily ( Read more... )