Wednesday Night, Suite 518/520
Apr. 25th, 2007 08:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sensethevisionsPhoebe had fully intended to stay locked in the safety of her rooms all day and night -- except for going to cheerleading -- as she had promised Anders. She also had intended to not go anywhere alone as she had promised Cole.
Even the best of intentions can be led astray by the boredom of a teenage girl.
She hadn't planned to go very far. She was just going to go down to the fifth floor common room and see who was down there and try to relax.
She wasn't even halfway to her destination when she was rocked by emotions of such intense anger and deep sadness that she was forced to lean against the wall. She waited for the feelings to pass... but they didn't. She whimpered softly and shook her head, but the emotions didn't dissipate at all. They made her head hurt even worse and she turned and stumbled back to her rooms.
She shut the door behind her, but it may not have latched completely. The headache had turned into a migraine and she was near tears when she sat down on the floor next to the couch. Concerned, Seraphim and Valkyrie were pacing the couch and nudging her.
"What is going on," she whimpered softly. "Why can't I find out who is causing all of this?"
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Even the best of intentions can be led astray by the boredom of a teenage girl.
She hadn't planned to go very far. She was just going to go down to the fifth floor common room and see who was down there and try to relax.
She wasn't even halfway to her destination when she was rocked by emotions of such intense anger and deep sadness that she was forced to lean against the wall. She waited for the feelings to pass... but they didn't. She whimpered softly and shook her head, but the emotions didn't dissipate at all. They made her head hurt even worse and she turned and stumbled back to her rooms.
She shut the door behind her, but it may not have latched completely. The headache had turned into a migraine and she was near tears when she sat down on the floor next to the couch. Concerned, Seraphim and Valkyrie were pacing the couch and nudging her.
"What is going on," she whimpered softly. "Why can't I find out who is causing all of this?"
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demonbelthazor and futurebucs_star]
