239/240 - Wednesday afternoon

[notcalledlizzie]

Despite having been raised in New England, Elizabeth didn't really like snow. It was fine for skiing, say, but she was quite happy staying inside in the warmth and watching the snow from her window.

One might accuse her of hiding, but she'd prefer to call it strategic concealment.


[[ooc: Open, although am slightly braindead from too many early mornings omg]]

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[janet_fraiser]

After cheerleading practice, Janet came back to the room, unlocked the door, and dropped everything in a heap. "Hey," she said to Elizabeth, slightly breathlessly.

[janet_fraiser]

"I'm telling you, it was one small problem!" yelled Laura, looking over her shoulder as she barged into the room.