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Envy Adams ([personal profile] whenshewasnice) wrote2011-10-24 10:13 pm
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Room 223, Early Monday Evening

It was already the evening when Natalie made it back from Montreal. Leaving had been harder than it should have been, somehow. Being sure of the basics of how the world functioned provided a kind of comfort she couldn't help feeling. And maybe clinging to, just a little. It had been a good weekend, by her standards. Reading, music, a few walks around the city that happened to coincide with a phonecall or two back to Fandom.

And now she was here again. She'd dropped her bag on her bed and taken off her jacket, and right now... She was standing in the middle of the room, looking around and wondering whether there was room for a keyboard, and whether Tara would mind, and whether she'd actually play even if she did get one. Her parents had offered to pay for one, after an idle mention of having played something on the Fall Break. Privately, she thought they were offering mostly so she'd keep the skill up and keep playing songs for family at Christmas.

Regardless, she was considering it. She just wasn't coming to any sort of a conclusion.

[ooc: Open door, open post, I'm on Fall Break now myself, whoot.]
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[personal profile] life_inshadow 2011-10-25 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
"If she hadn't," Tara said ruefully, "we'd probably still be together. Half the reason we broke up was that time in her universe went all weird and there was no way we could make it work."
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[personal profile] life_inshadow 2011-10-25 10:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I guess it was," Tara said. And wondered again why some people with the same kind of time difference made it work, and they couldn't. "But I figure some things just aren't meant to be, right?"