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milliways_bar2014-02-26 10:30 pm
rexque_futurus) wrote in milliways_bar2014-02-26 10:30 pm
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It's one of those days.
Allie's a generally pretty upbeat girl, but she's as susceptible to the need to curl up in bed with a gallon of ice cream and a blanket as anyone (not that she has the former, because the cherry on top of her day would be making herself sick with too much ice cream). Like when she completely forgets an assignment that was due today, tears the Avalon High sweatshirt Will lent her in a way that is beyond her meager ability to fix, and caps it off by straining her ankle on a daily run.
So she's taken over that traditional refuge of the forlorn and cold, one of the comfy chairs near the fire. At first, she was kinda fascinated by the fish in the fire, but her interest devolved quickly into staring at it blankly and wondering how she's supposed to fix the world if she can't even fix this day.
Allie's a generally pretty upbeat girl, but she's as susceptible to the need to curl up in bed with a gallon of ice cream and a blanket as anyone (not that she has the former, because the cherry on top of her day would be making herself sick with too much ice cream). Like when she completely forgets an assignment that was due today, tears the Avalon High sweatshirt Will lent her in a way that is beyond her meager ability to fix, and caps it off by straining her ankle on a daily run.
So she's taken over that traditional refuge of the forlorn and cold, one of the comfy chairs near the fire. At first, she was kinda fascinated by the fish in the fire, but her interest devolved quickly into staring at it blankly and wondering how she's supposed to fix the world if she can't even fix this day.