Room 217, Late Thursday Night

The door to room 217 was open a small crack and there was the sounds of rustling coming from inside.

She had somehow made it it back to her room and with stubborn determination, had also managed to get the door open.

Her original intention had been to try to pull down the phone and try to dial Eve's number...

...until she saw the coily goodness of the phone cord.

The coily goodness had been fun, and now phone and cord were wrapped around the little panther cub as she chased things back and forth across the room. Stopping every now and then to stalk and pounce on an evil dust bunny.... or to sink her fangs into the covers and pillows she had pulled from the beds and onto the floor.

"Mrrr.... grrrrl..."

She was indeed fiercely defending the room from the dangers of wild bedclothes.... phone and all.



[[OOC: For the roomie]]

Room 217, Late Thursday Night

The door to room 217 was open a small crack and there was the sounds of rustling coming from inside.

She had somehow made it it back to her room and with stubborn determination, had also managed to get the door open.

Her original intention had been to try to pull down the phone and try to dial Eve's number...

...until she saw the coily goodness of the phone cord.

The coily goodness had been fun, and now phone and cord were wrapped around the little panther cub as she chased things back and forth across the room. Stopping every now and then to stalk and pounce on an evil dust bunny.... or to sink her fangs into the covers and pillows she had pulled from the beds and onto the floor.

"Mrrr.... grrrrl..."

She was indeed fiercely defending the room from the dangers of wild bedclothes.... phone and all.



[[OOC: For the roomie]]