Sharing a room with a Posh Totty
[Andrea's strting to regret this. All this talk of pink and glitter and clothes and hair and makeup and everything... Still, it's better than being all alone. Things can creep up on you when you're all alone. So she leads Chelsea up the stairs to her new room, and quite proudly points to the sign on the door. It's just a simple wooden plaque, with ANDREA scratched into it, and finished with a sprinkling of stars, but Andrea's thrilled with it. She's never had a room or a plaque before.]
We'll add your name on too. Or get you one as well.
[Almost shyly, she pushes the door open to reveal her room. It's a bit of a mess. Her clothes are still in her suitcase, half trailing out. The only thing in the heavy antique wardrobe is Andrea's ball dress, and a pair of shoes to go with it. Books are strewn around the room, as are numerous pens and half-written on bits of paper. Makeup and white powder cover the desk and her i-pod and phone lie discarded on the floor. The bed's unmade. One pillow is on the floor, the other is at the head of the bed, and the quilt is in a heap at the bottom. It's probably not a GINORMOUS room, but to Rea, it feels as big as a castle]
We'll add your name on too. Or get you one as well.
[Almost shyly, she pushes the door open to reveal her room. It's a bit of a mess. Her clothes are still in her suitcase, half trailing out. The only thing in the heavy antique wardrobe is Andrea's ball dress, and a pair of shoes to go with it. Books are strewn around the room, as are numerous pens and half-written on bits of paper. Makeup and white powder cover the desk and her i-pod and phone lie discarded on the floor. The bed's unmade. One pillow is on the floor, the other is at the head of the bed, and the quilt is in a heap at the bottom. It's probably not a GINORMOUS room, but to Rea, it feels as big as a castle]