Room 312 to the roof - very late Tuesday night/ Wednesday morning.
Dinah was dreaming again.
And wishing she wasn't.
She woke up in the middle of the night, shaking, and got out of bed, grabbed her bathrobe, and headed up to the roof. God. That had been... realistic. Horrible. Sad. She shivered, and pulled the robe around her closer, balanced on the edge of the barrier around the edge of the roof. Waiting for sunrise.
[mostly establishy, but sure, open if you're up]
And wishing she wasn't.
She woke up in the middle of the night, shaking, and got out of bed, grabbed her bathrobe, and headed up to the roof. God. That had been... realistic. Horrible. Sad. She shivered, and pulled the robe around her closer, balanced on the edge of the barrier around the edge of the roof. Waiting for sunrise.
[mostly establishy, but sure, open if you're up]