The Roof, Thursday Evening
There were a lot of things Rebecca could stand to lose. There was the obvious, of course (which she'd taken care of at age fourteen in the back of a limo), and her credit cards, and any number of her really expensive but ultimately replaceable clothes, especially if they were lost in the name of having a fun night.
However, none of those things were what Rebecca was missing on this particular evening. Nope.
Tonight, what she was missing was her dorm key. While she was already on the roof. And it was... really kinda cold. And she was pretty sure the squirrels were laughing at her.
"Well, shit," she grumbled.
[[open roof!]]
However, none of those things were what Rebecca was missing on this particular evening. Nope.
Tonight, what she was missing was her dorm key. While she was already on the roof. And it was... really kinda cold. And she was pretty sure the squirrels were laughing at her.
"Well, shit," she grumbled.
[[open roof!]]