Room 417, Thursday afternoon
After class, Jaye finds herself kind of bored. She's caught up on all her shows, Mahandra's still at school, and attempts to call Sharon and bother her are thwarted by that whole thing where she's in court. Though she has tried calling anyway in the hopes that her cell will go off at a critical dramatic moment.
Finally giving up (and also being too lazy to manage a common room), Jaye turns to her laptop, opens a new E-mail, and starts clicking on names.
To: Undisclosed-recipient
From: Jaye Tyler [jaye.tyler@fandomhigh.edu]
Subject:
So what's up?
-Jaye
[If I don't have the connection to deal with a CR atm, I will try and bring the interaction to me, dammit. Jaye's kind of indiscriminate in her name-clicking, so if you feel like getting an E-mail, be you a student, townie, alumni, teacher, what have you, go ahead and reply.
Will respond to pings when I get home, or more likely, while sneaking online at work.]
Finally giving up (and also being too lazy to manage a common room), Jaye turns to her laptop, opens a new E-mail, and starts clicking on names.
To: Undisclosed-recipient
From: Jaye Tyler [jaye.tyler@fandomhigh.edu]
Subject:
So what's up?
-Jaye
[If I don't have the connection to deal with a CR atm, I will try and bring the interaction to me, dammit. Jaye's kind of indiscriminate in her name-clicking, so if you feel like getting an E-mail, be you a student, townie, alumni, teacher, what have you, go ahead and reply.
Will respond to pings when I get home, or more likely, while sneaking online at work.]