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Who: Gwen Cooper, Kaylee Frye, Ford Prefect, anyone else
When: late morning/early afternoon after drinking with Handy
Where: library
What: Hiding from Handy; going a bit crazy
The headache thundering through Gwen Cooper's head was enough to make a grown man cry, and an appropriate punishment for her actions the previous night. No, she was never going to let herself live it down. She was a martyr like that. She did, however, want to spare herself any further embarrassment. (She was, admittedly, a coward.) The library was just the remote, silent, haven Gwen had in mind. Big enough to lose herself in, small enough to feel cozy. And hell, it beat staying in bed.
The spiral staircase creaked as she moved up to the second floor, moaning its judgment.
Slut.
Pathetic.
Cheater.
Loser.
"Stop it!" Gwen whispered, the sound of her voice echoing off the parquet floors. If things continued the way they had--the nightmares, the snogging, the fighting--she'd go barking mad in no time.
We're all mad here. The stairs whispered to her. "Oh. Right. Quote 'Alice in Wonderland' at me." said Gwen, staring angrily at the riser in front of her.