Room 413 [morning]

[notqueenyet]

Aravis had left the door open after she'd pulled the offensively pink items out of her wardrobe, and was carefully pulling plaiting her hair for the day. And contemplating just chopping the whole mess off and being done with it, since it got in the way of everything.

[for izzyalienqueen, and otherwise open for SP if you'd like!]

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[izzyalienqueen]

After "breakfast" Isabel remembered she'd promised Aravis she'd fix her clothes, so she headed down the hall.

"Weather like this makes you want to cut it all off doesn't it?" she asked from the doorway.

[notqueenyet]

"I'm from the desert. You'd think I'd be accustomed to it," Aravis said, waving her in. "Good morning."

[izzyalienqueen]

"Same here. But it's the humidity. It's killer," she replied, stepping into the room. "Good morning yourself. You missed breakfast. Karal cooked."

[notqueenyet]

"Pity. I didn't know he could," Aravis said thoughtfully. "I'll have to claim roommate privileges and make him cook for me another time."