thatsamilkshake: (wah the world is ending)
Ah yes, classes. Those things that, with no mother around to insist Francine go to them when she just wanted to hide under her pillow until she died, or at least got dragged out by the police, didn't get gone to.

An emergency junk food stash under the bed and a bathroom not all that far from your alcove is a dangerous thing.

The curtain was so, so shut.

[OOC: Expecting two, open to cabinmates if you like but whoa, emo girl.]
thatsamilkshake: (sleepy2)
Much like yesterday, Francine's first words of the morning were a variation on "Mrrnnrrf."

Followed, as she woke up enough to remember that her life SUCKED, by "Oh GOD" and shoving her head under her pillow.

That's not even considering the stuff she didn't know about yet.

[For a quiet and sneaky Ears.]

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