Room 304 [afternoon]

[gudspellr_claud]

Claudia was on her bed surrounded by sheets of tinfoil as she tried to come up with a cute design for a hat that would also allow for the awesomeness of Priestly's mohawk

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[lovemykilt]

Priestly found his way up to Claudia's room, following the 80s pop music.

Sometimes he wondered about her taste in music. Yes, that's right, just her taste in music. He gave the door a quick, rhythmic knock. "Heeeeey Claudia!"

[gudspellr_claud]

Claudia glanced up, then beamed. "Priestly! Hi! Come in!"

[lovemykilt]

"I knew it," Priestly said, walking over to peer at what she was working on. "The tin foil bowler looks totally awesome on you."

[gudspellr_claud]

"Isn't it cute?" Claudia said, patting it. "I'm still working on one for you."

[lovemykilt]

"It's totally cute. Dunno if I could pull it off, though."

[gudspellr_claud]

"Of course you can," Claudia assured him. "It's all about attitude."

[lovemykilt]

"But what if I have the wrong attitude?"

[gudspellr_claud]

Claudia moved some of the foil out of the way on the bed so Priestly would have a space to sit. "You don't," she said. "You wear hair dye and piercings. You can totally pull off the hat."

[lovemykilt]

"Okay, so, maybe," Priestly allowed. "Oh, hey, so I wanted to tell you. Dinah invited a bunch of us to go with her to New Gotham tomorrow night. I should be back by Thursday morning."

[gudspellr_claud]

"Oooh, like a road trip thing?" Claudia smiled. "Fun! Do you need junk food to take with you?"

[lovemykilt]

Priestly grinned. "That'd be awesome. It'll be, like, me, Dinah, Edward, Karla, maybe Francine, maybe some other folks, so lots of mouths to feed. And we can't live on sandwiches alone."

[gudspellr_claud]

"Well you could," Claudia said, tipping over the side of her bed to rummage under it, "but it's such a sad version of living."

She emerged with a bag of mini chocolate bars, the economy-sized container of Cheetos, and three Slim Jims.

"I can do better than this," she decided.

[lovemykilt]

That was a lot of cheetos. "I love that you just have this stuff under your bed."

[gudspellr_claud]

She giggled. "There's more in the closet. And the desk drawers."

[lovemykilt]

"I don't doubt it. I'd do that, but I think the turkey would go bad. . . ."

[gudspellr_claud]

Her nose wrinkled up. "Oh, that would be icky," she said.