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Darcy Chapman (unrequitedcharm) wrote in bellumlogs,

Darcy's night had gone pretty smoothly. She'd had a dinner date with some college friends and had made it back to her apartment before 10. She had promptly taken a shower, put on her nightshirt and bathrobe and had settled in to watch The Notebook for the thousandth time.

As her luck would have it she dozed off right as Ally was about to take off on her little pre-wedding romp and when she woke up she realized that she wasn't anywhere near her apartment. Her feet were covered with light blue slippers, she still had her black night shirt and her big white terry cloth bathrobe was wrapped snuggly around her. It was definitely not how one would want to go out and be seen in public, but at least she was dressed.

She looked around quickly the panic was clear on her face, she had no idea how any of this could have happened. She'd heard plenty of weird things about the building since she'd gotten here, but this took the cake. "What's going on?" she asked anyone willing to answer and she was trying to sound just as brave as she could possibly sound.