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whenshewasnice) wrote2013-08-30 03:05 pm
whenshewasnice) wrote2013-08-30 03:05 pm
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Room 227, Early Friday Afternoon
This was it, wasn't it?
The room was all packed up. Everything neatly in boxes and bags, headed for various destinations. (Well, just two, really.) The walls has been stripped off photographs and alternative universe weekend collages and all personal mementos. The dresser and the closet and the desk drawers had been all emptied out. Comfortable clothes and anime figurines and old textbooks all packed away. The furniture that was to remain behind had all been put back in their original places. The way they'd been before Jace had broken in and moved everything, and before Sam had been there to necessitate making the two beds into a single big one. It was just another dorm room again.
To Natalie, standing close to the doorway, surveying the room, it was starting to look like she'd never even been here. It was a weird feeling.
She hated letting go of things.
[ooc: *cries* Open door/post, for one last time!]
The room was all packed up. Everything neatly in boxes and bags, headed for various destinations. (Well, just two, really.) The walls has been stripped off photographs and alternative universe weekend collages and all personal mementos. The dresser and the closet and the desk drawers had been all emptied out. Comfortable clothes and anime figurines and old textbooks all packed away. The furniture that was to remain behind had all been put back in their original places. The way they'd been before Jace had broken in and moved everything, and before Sam had been there to necessitate making the two beds into a single big one. It was just another dorm room again.
To Natalie, standing close to the doorway, surveying the room, it was starting to look like she'd never even been here. It was a weird feeling.
She hated letting go of things.
[ooc: *cries* Open door/post, for one last time!]