Room 322: Saturday morning [1-19-08]
Fiona woke up alone in a bed and room that was definitely not her own. Looked like some sort of college dorm room. Maybe Donny's band had scored some sort of gig at a college and they put them up in one of the rooms? Her head certainly hurt enough from all the drinking last night to explain why everything was so fuzzy.
But if that was the case, where the hell was Donny? He damn well better not be off with the obviously female occupant of this room. On the other hand... if he'd left her to her own devices then she was going to do whatever - and whoever - she wanted. She stretched luxuriously, running her hands through her hair, then went to see if the bitch who was off with Donny had any decent clothes. She'd shower, change, and go see what she could find around campus. College guys were hot.
And at least she'd finally dumped the all too boring and predictable Scotty so she didn't have to call him up and make some sort of excuse about where she was. She grinned and headed for the shower singing "Scotty Doesn't Know" at the top of her lungs.
[Lana has turned into Fiona from Eurotrip.]
But if that was the case, where the hell was Donny? He damn well better not be off with the obviously female occupant of this room. On the other hand... if he'd left her to her own devices then she was going to do whatever - and whoever - she wanted. She stretched luxuriously, running her hands through her hair, then went to see if the bitch who was off with Donny had any decent clothes. She'd shower, change, and go see what she could find around campus. College guys were hot.
And at least she'd finally dumped the all too boring and predictable Scotty so she didn't have to call him up and make some sort of excuse about where she was. She grinned and headed for the shower singing "Scotty Doesn't Know" at the top of her lungs.
[Lana has turned into Fiona from Eurotrip.]