Main Dorm Porch / Saturday night

[faithfulchosen]

Faith sat on the porch smoking cigarettes, and bouncing a blue rubber ball, enjoying the noise it made hitting the step below her. She wasn't in the best of moods, but the thwap it made was satisfying.

Sitting next to her was a small radio/cd player.

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[entrepreneuse]

Fujiko wandered by on her way to the carriage house.

"Well, hey, you. Long time, no see."

[faithfulchosen]

Faith nodded. "What's up?"

[entrepreneuse]

"The opposite of down?"

[faithfulchosen]

Faith nodded. "Pretty much."

[entrepreneuse]

Fujiko settled down beside her.

"So, what'd that ball ever do to you?" she asked, pointing.

[faithfulchosen]

Faith shrugged. "Nothing I guess, but it's not sentient, so it makes me feel better." She sat back. I'm just kinda bummed, I guess.

[entrepreneuse]

"Ah. I'm sorry to hear that."

[faithfulchosen]

Faith shrugged. "It's all good, I just shoulda listened to my head, 'stead of my heart, is all."

[entrepreneuse]

Fujiko nodded.

"Yeah... bodily organs are generally crappy judges of situations."

Or, such was her philosophy, at any rate.

[faithfulchosen]

Faith sighed and turned to Fujiko. "So has Pippi grabbed you yet? about this 'pamper day' or whatever?"

[entrepreneuse]

Fujiko tilted her head.

"I think that's already happened, actually. I heard about it on the news."

[faithfulchosen]

"Did it? man, those sleeping pills musta been stronger than I thought." Faith chuckled. "Seriously, I've been asleep so much, maybe I aughta see Ms. Quinn or something."

[entrepreneuse]

Fujiko nodded.

"Maybe. Or maybe go to the clinic? How long did the pills make you sleep for?"

[faithfulchosen]

Faith thought. "Um, on and off, a week?" Faith chuckled sheepishly.

[entrepreneuse]

Fujiko raised an eyebrow.

"How many pills did you take, anyway?"

[faithfulchosen]

Faith screwed her face up in thought. "Um, 12?"