Room 323 [Sunday, Night]
After last weekend, for this one it'd been nice not to have to do a thing. Two days of proper nothing. Which was a good and a bad thing. Relaxing, but way too much time to think, and that was always a problem with her.
This time last week there'd been her dad, and constant fucking questions about what she was doing next, and how she felt about him and mum, and her grades were, and university, and her graduation. All things she really didn't want to talk about right now. So in true Effy fashion she'd clammed up and left him completely frustrated.
She'd decided she liked this kind of weekend of nothing better.
Tonight she still had fuck all the way of plans, had her back to the door and was leaning half out the window with her cigarette and eying up the moon. As... well, Effy did when she was thinking on a quiet Sunday night.
[[Open door and post and stuff should anyone want to bother her.]]
This time last week there'd been her dad, and constant fucking questions about what she was doing next, and how she felt about him and mum, and her grades were, and university, and her graduation. All things she really didn't want to talk about right now. So in true Effy fashion she'd clammed up and left him completely frustrated.
She'd decided she liked this kind of weekend of nothing better.
Tonight she still had fuck all the way of plans, had her back to the door and was leaning half out the window with her cigarette and eying up the moon. As... well, Effy did when she was thinking on a quiet Sunday night.
[[Open door and post and stuff should anyone want to bother her.]]