Room 202, Mid-Afternoon

[death_of_hope]

So the new girl hadn't shown up at the picnic.  Whatever.  It just meant she had her double as a single for another semester.

Anemone was currently sprawled out on her floor, music blasting and paper everywhere as she played with the new art supplies she'd gotten for New Year's while she'd been home.

[open, yo!  Come chill with the ladies of 202!]

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[makescherries]

Cimorene had not meant to take a detour, but apparently Portalocity had some issues with the Enchanted Forest and the girl had wound up traveling for quite a bit before she ended up in Fandom, outside of room 202. Straightening her dress, she knocked, hoping that her roommate possessed a brain.

[death_of_hope]

"It's open!" Anemone hollered, looking up from her painting. "Come in!"

[makescherries]

Cimorene picked up her bags and stepped into the room. "Good afternoon, Anemone?" She said with a polite smile.

[death_of_hope]

"That's me," she said, eying the other girl curiously. "Are you the Cimmie-girl? The one they said is my new roommate?"