Francine Peters

After the on-again-off-again of this trip Francine hadn't even considered that they might get cell phone reception in Ancient Greece until someone else tried it. Now, though, she was having second thoughts about calling people, considering there was no way to re-charge the battery once it ran down. On the other hand, there was no point in having reception if she kept it turned off, so...

So she and Katchoo headed out to sit by the side of the river on a blanket that probably used to be part of an animal, and text. Or at least let certain people know they were able to receive them.

[OOC: for the girl and the boyses!]

From: Francine's cell
To: Most of the people she knows well enough to talk to

Who wants cookies from my mom? Hovering and driving me nuts, brother not home yet, longer the list I can give her, longer she'll go away and bake again.


[RP withdraaaaawal. Blisters from Disneyland. If you think you got it, you did. Which totally includes little siblings and cabinmates.]

Francine, put off an assignment until the day before class? Neverrrrr. She was only here to type up the letter home that she also hadn't been putting off. For three weeks now.

( Dear Mom and Dad... )

She'd done her assignment days and days and days ago. This was just.... a little extra research. For, um, Extra credit. Yeah.

Which is why, after having typed slash fic into Google, she was currently sputtering at the screen. "I... what? They.... WHAT? With Ratman??? .... Oh, my God."

[OOC: linkdroppy but open! There was always only one post here. *waves hands* *remembers is not a Jedi* *distracts with boobies*]