Room 303, Wednesday night

[walter_n_wires]

Walter led Nadia back to his room after finding her locked out of her room.

"Come in. Sit down. I'll find you a clean shirt."

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[nadiathesaint]

Ooo. Sitting. Nadia managed not to actually flop over, but it was a near thing. She brushed ineffectually at her hair, trying to tame it. "Thanks."

Then it occurred to her that Walter had no spare bed. That meant either trekking back up to her room and convincing her door to open, sleeping on the floor, or . . . .

Things were looking up.

[walter_n_wires]

"What did the washing machine do to you?" Especially her hair. "You look like you... nevermind." He was not saying went through a wringer.

While he spoke, he pulled a clean t-shirt out of a drawer and tossed it to her.

[nadiathesaint]

"Mostly just threw stuff. Marty got pelted by quarters." Nadia caught the t-shirt before it could hit her shoulder and become fabric softenered. "I tried to unplug it. Then I was on the other side of the room."

[walter_n_wires]

"You tried to unplug it and then you were... it tried to electrocute you?" Would she tell him which one? Would the administration get mad if it had an accident and "went to pieces?"