508 - Saturday mid-morning
Grumbling, Annette rubbed her arm across her eyes before she decided it wasn't adequate enough in blocking out the light. Grumbling more she pulled her covers up over her head and tried to go back to sleep. Her head was freakin' killing her.
Peeking over her covers she looked at her clock and moaned. Somebody just needed to shoot her. Then she heard it. Rustling. And it wasn't the Poe kind of rustling. It was cover rustling. And it wasn't her cover rustling.
Frowning, Annette sat straight up in her bed and looked at Poe's cage. There was breathing...
She looked at Cally's bed...
"DICK!"
(ooc: for
surferboy_09er primarily)
Peeking over her covers she looked at her clock and moaned. Somebody just needed to shoot her. Then she heard it. Rustling. And it wasn't the Poe kind of rustling. It was cover rustling. And it wasn't her cover rustling.
Frowning, Annette sat straight up in her bed and looked at Poe's cage. There was breathing...
She looked at Cally's bed...
"DICK!"
(ooc: for
surferboy_09er primarily)