Room 323 [Saturday, Afternoon]

[pastmewrong]

Effy, being the discerning sort, had avoided getting caught up in the freak storm of mis-communication yesterday. She didn't talk enough to bother leaving people hundreds of messages, and that had really worked in her favour. The message she'd been left yesterday got to stay on her voicemail. It amused her

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[give_areason]

While Rosalind was aware of the person Alex was--with--she had never bothered, or truly, seen the need to go out of her way to track her down.

Yesterday's message however...

"Effy, right?" Rosalind leaned in the doorway, head-to-toe immaculately dressed in her usual suit and looking mildly bemused.

[pastmewrong]

Effy turned her attention away from her phone a moment to glance towards the door. One of those people she recognised, but found she didn't really know. Interesting.

"Right," she agreed, and put the effort into rolling over and getting a better look at her visitor. "And, you are?"

[give_areason]

"Rosalind."

And that was hardly likely to be useful, she realized, and added: "Friend of Alex."

[pastmewrong]

Ah. Well, that made a little more sense, and she nodded a little understanding as she sat up properly. Somewhere along the way, despite her insistence otherwise, people seemed to have picked up on associating them together.

"Don't often get visitors identifying themselves by him," she remarked, curling a small smile. "Must admit, I'm a little intrigued."

"You can come in if you want," she added after a moment. Despite her own preference for lingering in doorways, it wasn't always the choice of everyone else.

[theotherpeter]

Peter himself was lounging on his bed with a textbook on theoretical physics.

You know, light reading.

"Who are you texting, any way?" he asked.

[pastmewrong]

"A friend." The most obvious answer possible, but describing Pandora was... difficult to say the least. It was a slightly mismatched friendship. "Best friend, I guess."

[theotherpeter]

"Back in England, or are you just too tired to get up and go two floors to their room?" Peter joked, shutting his book. He'd gotten bored.

[pastmewrong]

"England," Effy clarified, quirking a smirk. "But I like your confidence in my stamina. Very comforting," she tossed back.