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Week Name/Date/Time: Settling Down / Monday, November 21, 2005 / 6:15 pm
Location: Grounds, in a Courtyard
Open to: Clara
Currently Involving: Ophelia
Mondays were, yes, dull. Nothing but study halls all day and all that greeted her at dinner was SOUP. SOUP SOUP SOUP WAS FOREVER EXCEEDINGLY DULL. And she didn't understand why everyone seemed to think otherwise, stupid piggies glombling down their stringy soup with beans and other stringy things.
So she'd taken to throwing rocks. Which made sense. Only the dullest of days could entice one into the dullest of dull activities. Rock throwing. AH a noble pastime thwapped upon the heads of generations of less dreary but still dull rock throwers, of which Ophelia was now unwillingly a part of.
Very unwillingly. She'd broken 3 windows in the span of 15 minutes. A record, by any rock throwers count.
Location: Grounds, in a Courtyard
Open to: Clara
Currently Involving: Ophelia
Mondays were, yes, dull. Nothing but study halls all day and all that greeted her at dinner was SOUP. SOUP SOUP SOUP WAS FOREVER EXCEEDINGLY DULL. And she didn't understand why everyone seemed to think otherwise, stupid piggies glombling down their stringy soup with beans and other stringy things.
So she'd taken to throwing rocks. Which made sense. Only the dullest of days could entice one into the dullest of dull activities. Rock throwing. AH a noble pastime thwapped upon the heads of generations of less dreary but still dull rock throwers, of which Ophelia was now unwillingly a part of.
Very unwillingly. She'd broken 3 windows in the span of 15 minutes. A record, by any rock throwers count.