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| Cara hated this time of year. Hated it. And not just because of the fucking pollen.
So she was curled up under the covers in a grumpy, broody ball of annoyance, intent on ignoring everything and everyone.
[open to any who have a reason to be there]
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| Cara had been on this island long enough to figure out what was coming this weekend (even if she was in denial about it), and as such she being incredibly mature and not leaving her apartment. She wasn't even going to leave her room if she could help it.
Though in a fit of contrariness, she'd locked the balcony door while leaving the front door unlocked. That should show certain people who she definitely wasn't thinking about as she pulled her blankets over her head.
See? Completely mature.
[For those who have a reason to be there.]
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| Chaperoning that dance last night had been a waste of her time in Cara's opinion, but given she hadn't been expected to do anything but watch, she was willing to concede it hadn't been entirely terrible. Now, having spend the day without any unwelcome interruptions, she sat sprawled out on the couch, flicking idly thorough take-out menus.
[For she that knows who she is]
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| Cara was sprawled out across the bed. Alone. And if last night had hardly been the social highlight of her year, it hadn't been unpleasant either.
She still thought that pie fountain was a patently ridiculous idea though.
[Mainly for the kid, whose paternity is NFB please.]
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| The advantage of staying holed up in your room over the weekend without even a radio was that you could remain completely unaware of the weirdness Fandom had chosen to inflict upon its residents the day before.
Inversely, the disadvantage of staying holed up in your room over the weekend without even a radio was that you could remain completely unaware of the weirdness Fandom had chosen to inflict upon its residents the day before.
Soon enough Cara would remember just why Mord'Sith didn't subscribe to the view that ignorance was bliss, but right now she was much more interested in curling in closer to the other person in her bed. Purely for warmth. Really.
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