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[swanrede]

God.

How badly can one day go?

[Edit] And my fruit has suddenly gone wormy!
[Edit] Also, how in the world does a teacup crack in half of its own volition?

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[blastit]

what happened to all your good luck?

[swanrede]

Luck's run out, seems like. Been a bit of an awful day, all around, though I guess I'm happy that nothing worse than my pride (and my fruit) have been bruised so far.

[swanrede]

Correction: my hip appears to have joined my pride.

Who leaves a baseball on the dormitory stairs?

[blastit]

maybe the good luck effect of the candies wore off?

[swanrede]

I want it back!

Ouch.

[blastit]

ouch?

[swanrede]

I've now managed to lose 20 quid, and by some unhappy miracle, my teacup cracked when I picked it up and I've gotten hot tea everywhere. (I don't recommend it. It's uncomfortable.)

...Honestly, I'm a little nervous to try and clean it up. I'm...awfully clumsy today.

[blastit]

need some help?

[swanrede]

...

Yes, please.

[blastit]

tell me where you are and I'll come over, 'k?

[swanrede]

Bit afraid to leave my dorm today, so still in it. Eir court. I'll come down and meet you. ...carefully.

[blastit]

on my way