SUMMER COMMON ROOM - WEEK 3

[dormheads]

common room.

The common room is as bright and open as the rest of the dorm. Beanbag chairs and even more hammocks are situated around for any of your resting needs, because who needs couches? There are a few blankets on the couch just for comfort, but the temperature is never cold enough to need them because of chill. There's also an absurd amount of pillows.

The walls are decorated with paintings that are either modern art pieces or done by kindergarteners. There are also photographs tacked onto the walls as well, of seemingly random things like a vase of flowers, a mailbox, a bird on a tree branch. The photos are less about grand views and feels more like someone testing out a camera.

On a table is a welcome basket.

specialty room.

In the common room, there's a door that leads to what can only be described as an Occult Room for some strange reason. Unlike the rest of the dorm, this room is dimly lit and is crowded with items—a skeleton that may or may not be real, taxidermy animals, really creepy looking dolls, an actual coffin, etc. On a table to the side is a Ouija board, a few tarot decks, and crystal ball.

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Comments

[duranduel]

[Just walking by and. Stopping. And pointing Emphatically.]

Ah! It's better!

[divineimpulse]

[huh?

oh!

she flexes.]

[duranduel]

[He claps.]

Nice! Real nice...did you have to pay vouchers for that?

[divineimpulse]

[she gives him a little smile.]

Sally healed it for eight vouchers.

[duranduel]

Good. I think that will help her out. You know, with the voucher-paying stuff.

[divineimpulse]

I guess we need to use her services more...

[duranduel]

[He nods.]

Did she...um. Act strangely after you did it?

[divineimpulse]

[...]

No. I've heard about that, but she didn't act oddly for me.

[duranduel]

...Huh. Well, keep an eye out for it. Apparently it's been happening more often.

[divineimpulse]

...What did she say?

[duranduel]

Hm.

[A pause.]

"Oh my gosh, this isn't just a bad dream?" And something about...one weekend, "not actually"...something. And then she returned back to how she usually is.

[divineimpulse]

[she nods.]

They're just like us.

[duranduel]

Yeah...they're trapped. And I guess we just have to keep playin' along to get them out.

[divineimpulse]

Then we'll do just that.

[fistpumps her newly healed arm!]