juhireed (juhireed) wrote in oblivionrp, @ 2009-05-03 18:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | juhi, juhi and miguel, miguel |
Juhi is in need of...
Who: Juhi and Miguel
When: Morning, 6am-ish
Where: H Deck Hallway
Juhi sometimes wished she could sleep longer. Then she could stay wrapped up in Pyrrhus's arms for the rest of the morning and be content. But, her mind was already going a mile a minute, and her legs were getting antsy to go do something. Anything. She definitely didn't want to wake Pyrrhus up now, assuming she was waking up at her normal time around 6am. Even when she didn't have work, her body was running on its own internal clock and prodded her to wake up early. She sighed, slowly disentangling herself from Pyrrhus's arms. Finding her corset and skirt, she managed to put them on without too much difficulty. Juhi found a pad of paper and a pen, leaving Pyrrhus a note that she would be in her room, 9210, if he wanted to come visit. Maybe they could have dinner again tonight? She asked him about that in the note, and signed her name at the bottom.
She slid into her heels and kissed him lightly on the lips before she left. It was a little embarrassing now that she wasn't under the influence of alcohol, but he was still asleep and they were in private. She could manage. Juhi shut the door lightly behind her and started for her room.
The ship seemed even emptier than before, Juhi noticed, but she figured that could have just been her imagination. She didn't see a single security guard on the way to her room, which was weird. Where the hell were they all? Suddenly Juhi didn't feel so safe anymore, and she was glad to get back into her room and shut the door behind her.
Of course, as soon as she got back, she knew the cleaning staff hadn't been through. She was out of toilet paper. Of all the things on this damn ship to be out of. Well, maybe the cleaning staff was still around. She dialed her room phone, hoping someone was left there. Going back to Pyrrhus's room just to go to the bathroom would be odd and uncomfortable. Hopefully someone would pick up the phone there.
When no one picked up the phone, Juhi put it back on the receiver and changed into a different outfit so it wasn't so entirely obvious she hadn't slept in her own room last night. She ran a comb through her curly hair and set off down the hallway, intent on finding someone on the cleaning staff. Toilet paper was serious business.