Monday Morning/Afternoon, Room 220

[swerval_zero]

The 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.))

Comments

[swerval_zero]

"Well, I would, an' I won't be here, so it falls to you to uphold my reputation. Besides, we're seniors! Or will be in a couple hours! It's what we do! I don' know if I'll actually get to make a film, but if I do, we'll have to watch it sometime."

((*waves bye*))

[janet_fraiser]

"God, that's right. Senior year." Janet grinned. "I'm counting on it. So what are you going to do in the fall now that we don't have the library to keep us busy?"

[swerval_zero]

"I'm gonna start a band, if I can find enough people that don't suck at music."