Room 321 - Sunday Night
Codex was on her computer. Of course the computer was set up by now. Nothing else had been unpacked, of course. Her bed was hastily made (read: blankets pulled up), but her suitcase was still on the floor by her bed and her boxes were on her bed.
She'd listened to Vork lay out the schedule for the week, and the new rules regarding time zone difference and potential cross-continental lag. It seemed that Bladezz had a new job, so they would have to work around that too. Then she'd spoken to Clara and Tink, who was still trying to get her character back, about the boys she'd met yesterday (she conveniently only mentioned that Jonas was her room mate, not that he was incredibly good looking). And, of course, there was Zaboo, who had contacted her only long enough to say hello and tell her that he was going to make out with Stupid Tall Hot Girl.
There weren't any scheduled instances for tonight, but she needed to make up for lost game time, so she farmed for gold.
The door was open though. That totally counted as socializing, right?
She'd listened to Vork lay out the schedule for the week, and the new rules regarding time zone difference and potential cross-continental lag. It seemed that Bladezz had a new job, so they would have to work around that too. Then she'd spoken to Clara and Tink, who was still trying to get her character back, about the boys she'd met yesterday (she conveniently only mentioned that Jonas was her room mate, not that he was incredibly good looking). And, of course, there was Zaboo, who had contacted her only long enough to say hello and tell her that he was going to make out with Stupid Tall Hot Girl.
There weren't any scheduled instances for tonight, but she needed to make up for lost game time, so she farmed for gold.
The door was open though. That totally counted as socializing, right?