Room 332, Tuesday Morning
Claire wanted to spend as much of her week off between getting back from L.A. and graduating asleep or doing nothing as possible. She'd managed that yesterday. Today, though, a couple of birds had been screaming at the top of their lungs right outside her window. For, like, hours.
She finally got out of bed to glare at the birds -- how could robins be that LOUD? -- and make some coffee, then shuffled back into her room in a tank top and shorts and put on a Flaming Lips CD. If she was up anyhow, she might as well start packing.
"Keep, toss, leave here, why did I buy this ...." she said softly, as she started going through her dresser drawers. "I bought way too many sweaters this winter."
[OOC: Open door!]
She finally got out of bed to glare at the birds -- how could robins be that LOUD? -- and make some coffee, then shuffled back into her room in a tank top and shorts and put on a Flaming Lips CD. If she was up anyhow, she might as well start packing.
"Keep, toss, leave here, why did I buy this ...." she said softly, as she started going through her dresser drawers. "I bought way too many sweaters this winter."
[OOC: Open door!]