Room 218, Saturday Afternoon

Dec 19, 2009 18:03

Ahhh, the glory of mid-afternoon naps. There was something so comforting about snuggling down under a bunch of blankets imbued with warming spells while snow fell outside. With school, the play, and Reserves, Karla didn't often feel like she could afford an afternoon nap, but since it was break and she didn't have to worry about any of those things ( Read more... )

where: room 218, cranky mcbitchypants, who: jaime reyes, door: closed, what: sleeping, post: open, event: 12 days of christmas, who: karla

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weldedtomyspine December 20 2009, 03:10:12 UTC
After just about enough time for Karla to start relaxing again, there was a noise. This wasn't her phone, but it was a knock at the door. Maybe it was a traveling salesman!

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glacial_witch December 21 2009, 00:54:28 UTC
Clearly, Karla just wasn't supposed to sleep right now. That was just fine. She wasn't tired anymore anyway.

The scowl she was wearing when she flung open the door was slightly mitigated when she saw that it was Jaime and not a fifth woman trying to sell her stuff. "Oh. Jaime. Hello."

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weldedtomyspine December 21 2009, 02:24:06 UTC
Mitigated wasn't the same thing as gone. Which probably explained why he practically blanched at her.

"Um... this is a bad time isn't. I'll... go. So sorry." He sou nded like he'd apologize more if she let him.

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glacial_witch December 21 2009, 03:54:39 UTC
There was a large part of Karla that wasn't very nice. Plus, Jaime had woken her up. So rather than smile and let him know it was okay, Karla simply folded her arms over her chest and glowered. "Are you going to try to sell me magazines? Or a credit card? Or anything at all?" she demanded.

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