Monday Morning/Afternoon, Room 220
May. 8th, 2006 11:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
swerval_zeroThe door is propped open on what looks like a disaster zone as Zero frantically tries to pack up everything before she leaves tomorrow. She'll be gone all June summer, after all.
She has a strawberry milkshake, and Fish is perched on one of the bedposts, occasionally chirping, "Danke schoen! Are you my mummy! Pretty bird! Pretty bird!" Come visit her. She'll give you a milkshake.
If she can get to the fridge, that is.
((Edit: The door is now closed, and you'd better have a really good reason for interrupting the room's occupants.))
She has a strawberry milkshake, and Fish is perched on one of the bedposts, occasionally chirping, "Danke schoen! Are you my mummy! Pretty bird! Pretty bird!" Come visit her. She'll give you a milkshake.
If she can get to the fridge, that is.
((Edit: The door is now closed, and you'd better have a really good reason for interrupting the room's occupants.))
