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paradisa2012-02-08 03:09 am
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-73- One Of These Nights
[finally getting around to going through the wreckage that a couple of very certain interlopers left behind, Faye is actually attempting to clean her room. Cigarette butts everywhere--in her plants?!--clothes all wrinkled and rumpled and moved around. All her food is gone, but the wrappers are still there. Her drawers are partially open, there are towels on the floor in the bathroom. If she thought that there was any way that she could actually force either of them at gunpoint to fix it, she'd be doing that right now.
Instead, she flings her journal onto the bed--she's just going to get all new sheets, maybe--and grumbles to herself.
The book catches the sound of other books being shuffled into a pile, things rattling around on a desk as she puts everything back where it belongs...
...and then a gasp.]
No. No, it can't--
[then, the sounds get a little more frantic as she desperately drags open drawers and checks under furniture, shoving junk off of her tables.
Finally, her search ends in a cry of frustration]
--Where is it??
Instead, she flings her journal onto the bed--she's just going to get all new sheets, maybe--and grumbles to herself.
The book catches the sound of other books being shuffled into a pile, things rattling around on a desk as she puts everything back where it belongs...
...and then a gasp.]
No. No, it can't--
[then, the sounds get a little more frantic as she desperately drags open drawers and checks under furniture, shoving junk off of her tables.
Finally, her search ends in a cry of frustration]
--Where is it??

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