Network comm for The Land of Make Believe

Uhhh.

This is so not the choir room. I don't even think this is McKinley High - or maybe this is the science wing. I never go to science class, I can never find the classroom.

Um. Was this a planned field trip?

Oh, and there is some guy in a stripped suit on my bed. He looks homeless and he keeps calling me "Babe", and he kind of smells like the boys locker room. Can I make out with him?

I swear, if someone turned that beautiful piano into a portkey so I'd take a break from practicing, I'm hexing them into next week.

Who was it? Out with it!

[ooc note: Mun is running some workshops as the VP of her club, so she'll be slow until everything is over, around 6pm CST. But iPod tags are ♥, right?]

Where am I? This isn't the Burrow, or Godric's Hollow. It's not even Hogwarts. What is this?

Strange. This isn't quite where I was yesterday, and I don't remember apparating anywhere else. Perhaps I picked up a portkey in my sleep. That might explain why my socks are getting dirty. Sleepwalking? I extremely doubt Nargles. Most likely sleepwalking.

On the bright side, it's quite lovely outside though I'm not really dressed for this weather.

Number one, this is definitely not the hospital. And number two, why are the lights flickering on and off? Oh yeah, and where am I?