Nadia had spent most of her morning researching, and her afternoon, after her class, on the mainland, doing a bit of shopping. Now she was sitting on her bed, looking over her notes from her research and taking stock of her purchases ( Read more... )

Nadia had the four CDs she'd gotten today playing on shuffle, and was bouncing and dancing around her dorm room to them.

She hadn't done something as stupid as shoplifting in forever. And it had felt good. Never mind that Chad wasn't terribly hard to distract. Never mind that it was at Empire, where she was pretty sure that she wouldn't have to ( Read more... )

Nadia was in a very good mood. Thus, she was bopping around the room and singing H.W.C. by Liz Phair.

She might not have noticed if her roommate was sleeping in the room. Or if her door was slightly cracked open.

[ooc: I'm open. Link is NWS!!]

Nadia perched on the edge of the roof, her stereo beside her, playing a Doris Day number as Nadia tried to figure out some chording on the guitar to the tune. Lucas had given her the day off in honor of the end of the semester.

She wasn't emo, or brooding, or smoking, or eating brownies, just sitting and enjoying the afternoon and the music.

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Nadia stumbled back up to her room, her face scratched, her hair sticking out in every direction, fabric softener coating one of her shoulders. She had her mallet clutched in one hand, and a clean, albeit wrinkled and somewhat linty piece of clothing clutched in the other.

She fought the laundry machines and the laundry machines wonAnd her door ( Read more... )

Nadia yawned, rolled out of bed, fed her cat, and headed to the bathroom ( Read more... )

Nadia was hanging about in her room, playing the lobster song for Furrball on the guitar, because she felt guilty for ignoring him all weekend in favor of leee Park-over.

That is the only reason why she was hanging about in her room.

Of course.

The lobster song is really short, so she sings ( another song, too )

Nadia had, unfortunately, not really gotten the chance to sleep in, as she'd been woken by the announcements, and then kept awake by her cat ( Read more... )

After getting back from Empire Records, Nadia headed back up to her room. Lucas was right. She did have a lot to think over.

It was time she stopped letting whatever was happening to her control her. It was time to do something about it. Something positive, this time. So she called BridgeThen she grabbed her guitar, spent about twenty minutes ( Read more... )

Nadia got back to her dorm, flopped down on her bed, and slipped on her headphones. It had been a long day, especially the evening, but tomorrow promised pumpkin flinging and tea party-ing and things were going to get better.

She closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep to the sound of ( Frou Frou )