Rm 409, Monday afternoon

[minnesota_teen]

There was tons of stuff piled on Amber's bed. Tons. And she was standing there, hands on her hips, trying to figure out how she was supposed to carry all of it with her to take on her camping trip with Liir.

Maybe she had too much junk food. Maybe.

But they needed the flashlights and kerosene lamp. And the frying pan. They would need to cook

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[blinkandsneeze]

"Has your dresser gone on strike?" Viki asked cheerfully, leaning in the doorway. "Or, perhaps, your bed has turned to thievery!"

This might be her way of asking what was up. Or perhaps she really wondered if the bed was a thief. It was hard to tell with Viki.

[minnesota_teen]

Peering over her shoulder at Viki, Amber grinned. "My bed would be full of socks did that happen. No, I am going camping and this is all my stuff I have to take." It wasn't fitting in her bag either.

[blinkandsneeze]

"Your stuff perhaps then is avoiding your bag," Viki teased. "Or perhaps your bag is shrinking so less might fit and you would have to do without some of it. Why would your bed eat socks?"

Eat. Steal. These are not the same thing, Viki.

[minnesota_teen]

Viki never failed to amuse Amber. "My bag is shrinking. I think I need a new one. A big purple bag. 'Course it can't be too heavy or I'll never be able to carry it. And my bed wouldn't eat socks unless that just randomly happened and I only hope not. If I emptied my dresser on my bed, there would be little else but socks," she explained.

[sorella_vecchia]

Triela strolled through the doorway, paused, and snorted in amusement. "I don't think that bag is big enough."

[minnesota_teen]

"Shh," she murmured. "I'm still debating that fact."

[sorella_vecchia]

"Well," Triela shrugged out of her coat, "good luck with your debate with an inanimate object."

[minnesota_teen]

"Please. Don't you know inanimate objects around here can suddenly become animate? Not that I'm wanting that to happen just now. But... you know."