Room 511, Saturday night
Feb. 14th, 2009 09:05 pmFrancine, lying about reading the latest New Bitterwoman Adventures with a goofy grin on her face and a carnation in a vase next to her bed? Why ever would you think that?
Not, of course, that she knew for sure who had sent her the special flower, but she had a guess, and really couldn't think of any options that weren't worth smiling over anyway.
[OOC: door is open, so is post!]
Not, of course, that she knew for sure who had sent her the special flower, but she had a guess, and really couldn't think of any options that weren't worth smiling over anyway.
[OOC: door is open, so is post!]