509, Just before lunch
After spending the morning running some errands around town, Willow went back to her room to freshen up before meeting Peter for lunch.
As she opened the door, a smell made her stomach do a not so fun flip-flop.
With an instinctive desire to schmuck bait feeling of dread, Willow walked inside and looked around. Everything looked just as she'd left it, only there was a dark, wet stain on her bedspread.
Willow slowly walked forward, pulled back the bedspread, and saw piles of dead frogs that had been left all over her bed.
Willow immediately dropped the bedspread in disgust and fled, screaming, to Marie's side of the room.
[ooc: door is literally and metaphorically open to anyone who wants to have heard her]
As she opened the door, a smell made her stomach do a not so fun flip-flop.
With an instinctive desire to schmuck bait feeling of dread, Willow walked inside and looked around. Everything looked just as she'd left it, only there was a dark, wet stain on her bedspread.
Willow slowly walked forward, pulled back the bedspread, and saw piles of dead frogs that had been left all over her bed.
Willow immediately dropped the bedspread in disgust and fled, screaming, to Marie's side of the room.
[ooc: door is literally and metaphorically open to anyone who wants to have heard her]