Claudia Donovan (
notmyownage) wrote2011-02-12 09:30 pm
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Room 317, Saturday evening
Claudia had managed to lose her little stalker twice during the day -- but Stan was nothing if not persistent, and he managed to follow her all the way back to the dorms, where she proceeded to try to ignore him while he puttered about with her stuff, giving her tools a whir and basically pressing as many buttons as possible.
It was what he did.
"Geez, stop fidgeting," Claudia said finally. "Just . . . go online, or something."
It might be a long weekend.
[ooc: primarily for the kid, but the door and room are totally open.]
It was what he did.
"Geez, stop fidgeting," Claudia said finally. "Just . . . go online, or something."
It might be a long weekend.
[ooc: primarily for the kid, but the door and room are totally open.]
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He quickly raised a finger. "A way that isn't babysitting, I mean."
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He couldn't remember exactly how his mom had gotten into the Warehouse stuff to start with, so he decided not to comment on all that.
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[okay, I'm never replying to an lj comment first thing after turning on the computer again.]