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Dance into the fire
Who: Madison and Open
Where: The billiards room
When: Afternoon
So. Apparently things had been going missing from several housemates - and the kitchen - all day. From what Madison had been reading in the journals it was medication, alcohol, caffeine, sugar...So mind altering stuff, she supposed. It was a good thing she refused to take any kind of medication then, even the one the doctors had told her several times she ought not to stop taking ever. When she had a headache she took it out on something or someone and then went to sleep if it didn't go away. And if she had a cold she just dealt with it like a champ.
Needless to say watching everyone suspecting everyone else of grand theft was quite amusing to Madison, but it had gotten boring eventually. She was also in a weird, quite indescribable mood, which had made her end up in the billiards room dancing to something she'd put on random on the jukebox. Maybe she was missing the pub she worked at, since this room had a feel quite like it - although not so much now with the bar shelves empty as they were.
Where: The billiards room
When: Afternoon
So. Apparently things had been going missing from several housemates - and the kitchen - all day. From what Madison had been reading in the journals it was medication, alcohol, caffeine, sugar...So mind altering stuff, she supposed. It was a good thing she refused to take any kind of medication then, even the one the doctors had told her several times she ought not to stop taking ever. When she had a headache she took it out on something or someone and then went to sleep if it didn't go away. And if she had a cold she just dealt with it like a champ.
Needless to say watching everyone suspecting everyone else of grand theft was quite amusing to Madison, but it had gotten boring eventually. She was also in a weird, quite indescribable mood, which had made her end up in the billiards room dancing to something she'd put on random on the jukebox. Maybe she was missing the pub she worked at, since this room had a feel quite like it - although not so much now with the bar shelves empty as they were.