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[Aug. 9th, 2008|08:33 am] |
Who: Carrie and Firefly
What: Carrie's having nightmares
When: Uhhh, nighttime.
Where: Firefly's dorm
Warnings: Nope!
Firefly had never really had bad nightmares before; sometimes she dreamt of the Smooze or the times her friends were enslaved or that time they were turned into evil dragons, sure, but they were never so bad she couldn't sleep. The only way she knew how to deal with this kinda thing was movies and junk food. It should be a nice movie, something wholesome and probably animated. There was a pretty big stash of Disney movies in a box by the TV, that would do nicely. Though she suspected that the movie wasn't very important, she guessed her new friend needed to talk more than anything.
Her roommate had gone somewhere for the night, said something about "getting laid," whatever that meant, so the dorm and its contents were all hers tonight. The dorm was mostly spotless. She spread out a tye-dye comforter on the couch, lit a candle that would fill the room with the scent of vanilla, and checked on the ice cream reserves- plenty of dairy in that little freezer. And just as she was satisfied that this room had no taste, smell, sight or sound that would further antagonize her friend, the buzzer sounded. She pressed the button that would let Carrie up, then opened the door. In Rainbow-Brite pajamas she waited in the doorway for Carrie to make it up the elevator and down the hall. Firefly was worried. |
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[Aug. 4th, 2008|05:58 pm] |
Who: Firefly and Carrie
What: Frisbee!
Where: A park in London
When: This afternoon
Warnings: Absolutely none!
It was a day with clear blue skies and fluffy white clouds, almost beautiful enough to rival the prettiest day in Ponyland. The sun reflected off the skyline of the city and made it glimmer so that instead of being an ugly stain on the blue horizon the buildings became more like a sparkling accent. All this day needed was a rainbow and it would be perfect.
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