Rory woke as soon as sunlight spilled through her window, and met consciousness in the form of a pounding, debilitating headache.

She groaned and thrust her head under the pillow, and tried to remember what she had done the night before.

As it came hurtling back, phone calls and all (though the details were a bit fuzzy - she knew she had used ( Read more... )

"This is my room!" Rory said excitedly when she and Luke reached it after leaving Caritas. "Look, Lukey! We're heeeere!"

Rory had had a tough week. She'd been in the clinic, and then had talks with both Aeryn and John. She'd had her hopes built up and then watched as they all fell to pieces again.

Not to mention the fact that she still felt awful, physically.

So, she'd handwave called Luke, made popcorn, and was poking around her DVD collection.