Room 317, Friday Night
Oct. 21st, 2011 08:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
former_cheerioQuinn was exhausted from the carnival when she got back to the room. She hadn't signed up for a booth this year, but there was still more than enough to do to keep things running to keep her busy.
She squinted at the new decor when she came in.
"Bunnies, bunnies everywhere," she muttered, and flopped onto a pile of them. She had no idea why they were there, but they were pink. They were cute. They didn't seem to want to bite her head off, literally or metaphorically. She'd seen worse invasions.
[OOC: closed door, open post!]
She squinted at the new decor when she came in.
"Bunnies, bunnies everywhere," she muttered, and flopped onto a pile of them. She had no idea why they were there, but they were pink. They were cute. They didn't seem to want to bite her head off, literally or metaphorically. She'd seen worse invasions.
[OOC: closed door, open post!]
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Date: 2011-10-23 05:36 pm (UTC)Actually, she liked donating them to charity better.
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