Room 232, Wednesday afternoon

[unddann]

Lola was bored. Bored enough, in fact, to end up calling her mom, just to talk.

"//. . . No, Mom, it's fine, I'm -- I didn't run away, I went to school. . . . No, Mom, I -- No, Mom -- You don't -- you and Papa -- are you drink -- no, of course not -- that's not how it -- will you just -- don't -- Mom . . . Mom. . . . Mom. . . . just --" It wasn't going well. "HALT DIE KLAPPE!!"

Her voice hit a particularly piercing, high note on the last short "e" of the conversation as Lola let her frustration take over. Fortunately, the damage seemed to limit itself to just the glass in her framed picture of her parents shattering.

And, you know, possibly her mother's ear drum.

She hung up and pitched the phone across the room. Great, now she was bored and angry.

[ooc: door and post are open.]

Comments

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack had heard something as he was walking to his room and decided to investigate. "Uh. Hello?"

Just ignore the fact that he was holding a drink cup as an offensive weapon.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Lola," Jamie said wandering by sometime after Jack had left. "What"s going on?"

[techno-tosh.livejournal.com]

Tosh was about to head into her own room when she noticed the door across the hall was open.

"Hello," she said politely when she spotted Lola.

[wantstodirect]

Tony returned to the room after fourth period with a couple of Elizabeth Fitzroy books he'd checked out of the library. He'd read them before, but he was curious about that whole kitten thing.

"Everything okay?" he asked Lola, noticing the phone and picture frame.