Room 205- Monday morning

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There were times Stacey was convinced being at this place was like some sort of coma dream, and she was going to wake up eventually and find out all of it had happened inside her head. Having spent the weekend as a competing model prancing around in lingerie on a roof in January contributed to thoughts like that. At least she knew she'd looked good. Who did she need to talk to about getting a copy of those photos?

For now, she was catching up on homework. Or rather, ignoring homework largely to page through the latest issue of Vogue. What, fashion was on her mind now.

[DOor and post open. So, so open.]