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thatsamilkshake) wrote2009-11-23 11:17 pm
thatsamilkshake) wrote2009-11-23 11:17 pm
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Room 505, Monday Night
Francine, celebrating a mostly non-traumatic week and a no-Monday-or-Tuesday-classes long weekend by... hanging out on the bed with her Ethics homework and a book, singing slightly off-key lullabies not so much because Wee Baby Merlin was being cranky and she wanted him to go to sleep but just because she was having a little too much fun pretending?
...Of course not.
"And I hear her voice a hummin’ to me as in days of yore, when she used to rock me fast asleep outside the cabin door. Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, too-ra-loo-ra-li, too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral..."
[OOC: Door, she is open, girl, she is...mostly sane. Just not as creeped out by the fake babies as everybody else is.]
...Of course not.
"And I hear her voice a hummin’ to me as in days of yore, when she used to rock me fast asleep outside the cabin door. Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, too-ra-loo-ra-li, too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral..."
[OOC: Door, she is open, girl, she is...mostly sane. Just not as creeped out by the fake babies as everybody else is.]