Entry tags:

!open, *log, ariadne, dream

WHO: Dream & OPEN
WHAT: Yawns
WHEN: Nowish?
WARNINGS: n/a

Dream was bored. Even with zombies to unmake, nightmares to chase, and cures to inspire (or perhaps because of all these things) he was feeling a little...dejected. Given the pandemic, and students calling in dead left and right, his drama class was a wash until further notice. So he went wandering the halls of his apartment building, like a somnambulist with a camcorder, taking B-roll footage out the windows for an extremely low budget, film school horror movie.

Given his pale skin and listless, inscrutable expression, he could only hope he wouldn't cause any of his neighbors to panic should they happen to step out their doors at any given moment. Or perhaps he was hoping they would, just to see how they might react.

	labyrinthine 2010-10-23 02:02 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, I'm gonna.... yeah. It was good to meet you too." Ariadne gestured vaguely - good? Good wasn't quite enough of a word for what it was - and backed away before slipping into her apartment again, leaning against the closed door and fighting the urge to hyperventilate. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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