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notcalledlizzie) wrote2005-11-02 02:48 am
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Room 239/240 - After the Dance club meeting [NFB]
Elizabeth was curled up on her bed, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Hugging a stuffed dog to her chest, she's staring at the page of one of the children's books she bought from Mr Phale yesterday. But she's not turned from the first page since she opened it, and if you tried to ask her what she was reading, she couldn't say.
[ooc: The door is closed, so it's pretty much locked to roommates or anyone who knows Elizabeth well enough to talk their way in]
[ooc: The door is closed, so it's pretty much locked to roommates or anyone who knows Elizabeth well enough to talk their way in]
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((*hates work, omg*))
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((*snuggles*))
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She sighs. "One of the students was killed in town on Thursday night. That's what I've just been told."
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It was Kitty Pryde. Do you... did you know her?"
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