[OOC- This is of course backdated to the day after all the whatnot in the tunnels]

Almost all the involved parties having departed, I have nothing to say to anyone.

I intend to sleep until I don't have to anymore.

(In Ava's journal, scrawled in pen fading in and out--as if doubting every word.)

This campus is wound up tight like a watchspring--especially in the dorms, and this whole deal with Florence going back and forth has been making my house so...shaking in the eaves, even. Everyone is pissed and irritable even in Getty I can't even think about the dorms ( Read more... )

Left on Woody's answering machine:

Thursday after break:
"Hey lover, just Ava here, wondering if we're meeting up tonight...Haven't heard back from you since break darling, and let me tell you, I have discovered the most incredible recipe, and it will knock your socks off. To say nothing of other things! Shall we to your place? This requires a... ( Read more... )