Room 504, Monday Evening
Feb. 16th, 2009 07:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
intraspectiveIno was in a bit of a Mood. Not really cheerful, despite being bouncy in class, but not really grumpy or anything either. Mostly thoughtful.
On the bright-side, it was mainly manifesting itself in her muttering, almost inaudibly, to her plants as she went about reorganizing them and debating if she ought to just… get rid of the extra bed entirely, somehow, as she’d been without a roommate since the summer and that sounded about fine to her.
But it wasn’t like the plants cared if she kept them on the other bed, and for the moment it was being used as stage-zero for her to put them all, and then decide from there where they ought to go.
[Open door, open post!]
On the bright-side, it was mainly manifesting itself in her muttering, almost inaudibly, to her plants as she went about reorganizing them and debating if she ought to just… get rid of the extra bed entirely, somehow, as she’d been without a roommate since the summer and that sounded about fine to her.
But it wasn’t like the plants cared if she kept them on the other bed, and for the moment it was being used as stage-zero for her to put them all, and then decide from there where they ought to go.
[Open door, open post!]
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Date: 2009-02-17 05:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-17 05:39 pm (UTC)Ino was clearly mature.
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Date: 2009-02-17 05:49 pm (UTC)Which is why she stuck out her tongue in return.