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3rd Floor Common Room: Sunday Late Morning [9-30-07]
Sunday, September 30th, 2007 10:56 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
lovelylana.livejournal.comLana had spent most of the night wandering around aimlessly, and more than a little tipsy. There had been no way she could go back and sleep in the room with Jim gone. At some point she'd ended up back here staring blindly at the TV screen.
She must have fallen asleep, because here she was, blinking herself awake, slightly hungover, and completely oblivious to the wave of amnesia that had swept over the island. She made herself a cup of coffee and curled back up on the safa to go back to the staring at the TV.
[Open like, well, a common room.]
She must have fallen asleep, because here she was, blinking herself awake, slightly hungover, and completely oblivious to the wave of amnesia that had swept over the island. She made herself a cup of coffee and curled back up on the safa to go back to the staring at the TV.
[Open like, well, a common room.]
