Rm 409, Saturday late morning
Amber was standing, staring out her open window at the ash that was falling lightly, at the general haze that clouded everything. This could not bode well. She'd seen that one movie and where that woman... in the truck, and her head... and oh no.
She grabbed her camera and took a couple pictures. Her ma would never believe it. Her ma didn't believe much if it wasn't in pictures.
And Amber knew one thing... she was staying in her room all day until she heard warning sirens. They would come, right? If the volcano was going to erupt?
Great. She really wished she wasn't roommateless right now.
[Establishy mainly as I'm headed out in a bit to a bbq & pool party. SP is love if you don't mind.]
She grabbed her camera and took a couple pictures. Her ma would never believe it. Her ma didn't believe much if it wasn't in pictures.
And Amber knew one thing... she was staying in her room all day until she heard warning sirens. They would come, right? If the volcano was going to erupt?
Great. She really wished she wasn't roommateless right now.
[Establishy mainly as I'm headed out in a bit to a bbq & pool party. SP is love if you don't mind.]