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thatsamilkshake) wrote2009-08-09 12:22 am
thatsamilkshake) wrote2009-08-09 12:22 am
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Room 505, late Saturday night
It started out innocently enough - scenes from this week skipping in and out of Francine's head as she slept - walking on the beach with Dinah turned into the path to the church, where somewhere in the back behind the angel's podium, there was bow-chicka-bow music playing...
And then she walked down the aisle and out the back door, and there were trees and it was dark, and her back was against one, and she was looking down into that face and somebody said This is how it's supposed to be and somebody said DO IT and then she was coughing up dust, kicking at the covers, and yelling "CHEWIE? KATCHOO!" as she blinked in the darkness of the dorm room and hurried over to the other bed.
[OOC: Um. For that girl.]
And then she walked down the aisle and out the back door, and there were trees and it was dark, and her back was against one, and she was looking down into that face and somebody said This is how it's supposed to be and somebody said DO IT and then she was coughing up dust, kicking at the covers, and yelling "CHEWIE? KATCHOO!" as she blinked in the darkness of the dorm room and hurried over to the other bed.
[OOC: Um. For that girl.]