Room 302, Monday Morning

[not_a_moonie]

Alana didn't have a roommate, so letting the room get messy wasn't really a problem. But when she tripped on a stack of magazines and noticed that more of her floor was covered by clothes, books and random junk than was actually floor, she decided it was time for some spring cleaning. So she put on a reggae CD and got to work

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[rebelseekspizza]

The music was... not Dante's style, exactly, but not bad. And he could hear Alana wandering around in there, so dropping by seemed like a perfectly sensible idea.

He rapped on the door and ducked his head in. "Yo."

[not_a_moonie]

"Yo back," Alana said, and if Dante thought her smile for him was a little sadder than usual that was clearly his imagination. Who got sad over chores? "C'mon in. I'm just trying to clean."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Aw," Dante said, slipping into the room. "I liked the old look. Homey."

[not_a_moonie]

"Me too, but you aren't the one who's going to break your leg on a copy of Cosmo getting out of bed some morning," Alana said. "I like homey, not a fire-trap."