Room 308, Monday Night
Gosh, Rikku was bored. Really. You could tell by the way she was lounging on her bed, wearing something comfortable and reading a magazine.
She had no reason to think anyone would be coming by. Really. Just another boooring day here in Rikku's room.
Oh. Petey seemed to be in the closet, though. It was for his own good. He might have chewed on some of the candles.
And Rikku had that assignment for Management Theory, didn't she? Making someone do something for her? Huh. She'd have to see if someone dropped by, and if said person could be convinced to do something for her. Something complicated or humiliating. She hoped she could manage that.
(it's just for the redhead that's not a chicken any more. the image linked is mildly NWS, the door is shut, and Rikku is going to hell.)
She had no reason to think anyone would be coming by. Really. Just another boooring day here in Rikku's room.
Oh. Petey seemed to be in the closet, though. It was for his own good. He might have chewed on some of the candles.
And Rikku had that assignment for Management Theory, didn't she? Making someone do something for her? Huh. She'd have to see if someone dropped by, and if said person could be convinced to do something for her. Something complicated or humiliating. She hoped she could manage that.
(it's just for the redhead that's not a chicken any more. the image linked is mildly NWS, the door is shut, and Rikku is going to hell.)