Room 327, Sunday Morning
As a Maltese, Juliet had learned that the perfect nap spot was a pashmina human-Juliet had carelessly discarded in a corner of her room.
The bonus: The pashmina also offered some quick cover when she woke up from a nap and suddenly wasn't a toy dog anymore.
Juliet let out the obligatory shriek, wrapped the scarf around herself, and made a few plans. She needed a shower, some human food, and a good gossip session so she could figure out what she had missed -- more or less in that order.
[OOC: Closed door, open post, SP is god.]
The bonus: The pashmina also offered some quick cover when she woke up from a nap and suddenly wasn't a toy dog anymore.
Juliet let out the obligatory shriek, wrapped the scarf around herself, and made a few plans. She needed a shower, some human food, and a good gossip session so she could figure out what she had missed -- more or less in that order.
[OOC: Closed door, open post, SP is god.]