got a fire inside but your heart's so cold (serpentstooth) wrote in zenithrp, @ 2016-03-14 20:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | #day 025, juliet, pam |
Who: Juliet and Pam
Where: Pam's room
When: afternoon
Well, at least it had been an interesting day, for once. The repetitive cleaning had gotten old quickly, and Juliet was glad they'd moved along to something else. Even if said something was focusing on how Marco should be locked up. Juliet hadn't had anything to say during the discussion. She'd tried to look shocked and appalled and mildly sympathetic at the same time, and she'd been forced to bury her face in her hands when Pam had said that Marco might go into people's rooms and touch the ladies in their beds. Juliet was of the opinion that she could slip into Marco's bed stark naked and he'd either lay there with his jaw dropped and do nothing or else freak out; she hadn't dared to look at Daphne, who'd been sitting next to her, because her friend had likely been thinking the exact same thing.
Pam's opinions had gotten her thinking about the girl, though. Pam would be a good ally to cultivate, because she could easily be stirred into a self-righteous hysteria the next time something awful happened. That could be both helpful and fun. Juliet decided that she'd try making a visit to her and see how it went, see if she could make friends with her. During the afternoon she hooked a bottle of bourbon, two glasses and a box of chocolate covered cherries from the kitchen and walked up to Pam's room on the second floor, not far from Damon's.
With the things she carried carefully balanced, Juliet freed a hand to knock on the door. "Knock knock!" she called cheerfully.