Room 7, Carriage House, Monday night
Yeah, Nadia was still in her room. But she totally had plans to leave. Tomorrow. Maybe.
But she was still feeling the need for sensory overload, so she had her guitar out and headphones plugged into it, and was jumping around the place playing Sleater Kinney.
The door still didn't have a lock. As such? It had totally fallen open.
[ooc: door = post.]
But she was still feeling the need for sensory overload, so she had her guitar out and headphones plugged into it, and was jumping around the place playing Sleater Kinney.
The door still didn't have a lock. As such? It had totally fallen open.
[ooc: door = post.]