Room 214 [before classes]
Pam woke on Monday morning with her back seriously aching.
It took her a moment to remember the weekend, and when she did, her hands immediately flew to her chest. It was back to its normal size.
She ran a hand through her hair. It was curly again.
She looked over at her nightstand. No sign of a whistle.
"Oh god...." she groaned, sliding under her covers and pulling the blankets over her head.
[Open if you'd like, especially if you're her roomie. :D]
It took her a moment to remember the weekend, and when she did, her hands immediately flew to her chest. It was back to its normal size.
She ran a hand through her hair. It was curly again.
She looked over at her nightstand. No sign of a whistle.
"Oh god...." she groaned, sliding under her covers and pulling the blankets over her head.
[Open if you'd like, especially if you're her roomie. :D]