Room 412; Tuesday Evening.

[bound2blade]

Setsuna promptly crashed after Home Ec class; she was tired, sore, hungover, possibly traumatically distressed. She needed a freakin' nap. She woke up later that evening to lament the fact that not only had she now ruined her sleep schedual, but also a potentially really good friendship. Trying to recall up some of the key words from the boxes

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[notthehulk]

Teddy sighed. Another apology to make. He stared at the door for a few minutes before working up the courage to finally knock.

[bound2blade]

With a very unappriciative groan for the knocking, Setsuna shouted something into her pillow that could barely be heard beyond mumbles. What she said was, "Unless you come equipped with a time machine or forgeting pills, go the hell away!" but it could have been a "come in." Maybe.

[notthehulk]

Teddy took it as a come in. He opened the door carefully, peering into the room and praying that he wouldn't get punched. "Hello?"

[bound2blade]

No punching. No anything, really, just Setsuna letting out a grunt from beneath the pillow over on the bed.