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Room 201, Friday Late Afternoon
May. 31st, 2013 07:18 pmIt was time for Alex to call Nikita to check in with her. She'd tell her how social she'd been. That's something she was working on. The part about the strip club, and even the karaoke, she'd leave out. Nikita wouldn't be mad, but she probably would remind Alex of these things. Often.
She was about to reach for her cellphone to make the call when something happened. She apparently didn't have arms any longer. They were replaced with wings. Butterfly wings. Of course she would turn into a butterfly of all things.
Luckily, she had opened a window a crack before the transformation occurred. Yeah, this was the weirdest thing ever, but she wasn't going to waste this opportunity. This was the best way ever to explore this island, right?
She just hoped she didn't get squished in the process. That would suck.
[establishy, but anyone outside is welcome to notice the butterfly flying out of a second floor window; roomie welcome to react as well]
She was about to reach for her cellphone to make the call when something happened. She apparently didn't have arms any longer. They were replaced with wings. Butterfly wings. Of course she would turn into a butterfly of all things.
Luckily, she had opened a window a crack before the transformation occurred. Yeah, this was the weirdest thing ever, but she wasn't going to waste this opportunity. This was the best way ever to explore this island, right?
She just hoped she didn't get squished in the process. That would suck.
[establishy, but anyone outside is welcome to notice the butterfly flying out of a second floor window; roomie welcome to react as well]
