Room 125, Friday

[psycho_barbie]

Callisto spent her last day in Fandom packing.

Of course, packing mightn't have been the right word, as it implied taking things with you, and anyone not ignoring the disreprency between the size of her bags and the things in her room could clear tell that was...unlikely.

Occasionally she paused to leaf through her yearbook lying on her desk, or

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Morning

[psycho_barbie]

...

Re: Morning

[courier_gavin]

Jake went and picked up two coffees from the Perky, then wandered to knock on Callisto's door. "Calliiiiistie," she called out. "Wake up!"

Re: Morning

[psycho_barbie]

Callisto opened the door. "Jakey?"

Re: Morning

[courier_gavin]

"You don't know that, I could be Rory in a cunning disguise," Jake pointed out. She held out one of the coffees towards Callisto. "But, yeah, it's me. I heard you're going back to the horri-- uh, place you come from."

Afternoon

[psycho_barbie]

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Re: Afternoon

[whitedeathpod]

John waits till afternoon to stop by Callisto's room. Goodbyes are beginning to feel too familiar.

"Need any help?"

Re: Afternoon

[psycho_barbie]

Callisto looked up. "John, hey." She rubbed her arms "Y'know, it's funny, I never realised I had so many things."

Re: Afternoon

[whitedeathpod]

"Hey," John says with a small smile. "But they're good things, right? Nice things to take back?"

Evening

[psycho_barbie]

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Re: Evening

[kawalsky]

Kawalsky may have been seen or heard running madly along the corridor. But by the time he reached Callisto's room he was cool, calm, collected and had gifts. He knocked. "Room service."

Re: Evening

[psycho_barbie]

"It's open," Callisto called out.

Re: Evening

[kawalsky]

Kawalsky opened the door and held the gift out. "Thought I might've missed you, scary blonde one."

OOC

[psycho_barbie]

*wibble*

Re: OOC

[mparkerceo]

*cries and cries, damnit, as I go to work and come back later to cry some more*