43 Unicorn, Friday morning. Way earlier than usual.
Yesterday, Kenzi had been worried about Roland not knowing the guitar god, Sparkle going to college, Cecil being old, and most especially Jonothon having no head and no memory.
She might have scribbled a few notes about these things in marker all over the fridge. Mostly in Russian. So, okay, the English bits like "WHY IS THE WORLD WEIRD?!" probably wouldn't make much sense to Bo when she saw them, but hey, at least it was a tip-off.
This morning, she was still worried about some of those things. But also her audition for the Baltimore Ballet this month. Which was why she was up and practicing at her barre. Right next to Carl the chair, just like always.
[Yup, Kenzi has been AU'd in her sleep (more details later today). Open for her roomie and any other visitors or phone calls.]
She might have scribbled a few notes about these things in marker all over the fridge. Mostly in Russian. So, okay, the English bits like "WHY IS THE WORLD WEIRD?!" probably wouldn't make much sense to Bo when she saw them, but hey, at least it was a tip-off.
This morning, she was still worried about some of those things. But also her audition for the Baltimore Ballet this month. Which was why she was up and practicing at her barre. Right next to Carl the chair, just like always.
[Yup, Kenzi has been AU'd in her sleep (more details later today). Open for her roomie and any other visitors or phone calls.]