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lazykitty · 11-20-2012, 05:10 AM

Roxanne had been sleeping off a headache when she had gotten the patronus. She thought about blowing the meeting off, as she wasn't really in the shape to be yelled at ('cause she knew that was what was going to happen), but decided against it. After all, wouldn't want to make things even worse on herself, which is what would've happened if she stayed home, she knew. So, she had pulled herself out of her bed, wincing and cursing the headache, her cottonmouth and herself for being the cause and trying not to lose what little she had eaten and had quickly showered, brushed her teeth and hair, and thrown on the first set of clean, comfortable clothes she could put her hands on. She hadn't felt much like doing her make up, so she left that off and just grabbed the darkest pair shades she had to hide her puffy, bloodshot eyes.

Anyway, once she entered the Bossman's office, she wished she had thought to grab a Pepper Up potion or something, because there was one of the last people she wanted to see today. Dacs. Ugh. She knew then that she had been exactly right about the reason for the meeting and was looking forward to it even less. At least Wes wasn't mad at Dorian, because that would be the worst thing that could happen today, being stuck in a room with the two of them. For two entirely different reasons, of course. Anyway, she nodded politely at the other woman (after all, politeness was the best way to avoid a fight, therefore giving herself an even worse headache, right?) and slipped into a seat in front of the Bossman's desk. She tried to curl up in it the best she could, closed her eyes, and leaned her head back against the back of the chair, hoping this meeting would be over quickly.

OOC: Just to clarify, Roxanne is not turning into a zombie!

She's just ill....

11-20-2012, 05:10 AM	#140 (permalink)
lazykitty Ramora Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: Valhalla Posts: 5,663 Hogwarts RPG Name: Kayla Calrissian-Carter Gryffindor First Year x7 x4	Dem Carters \| even 🕊🕊 have pride \| \| Expecto PAWtronum 🐈 \| U-NA-GI Roxanne had been sleeping off a headache when she had gotten the patronus. She thought about blowing the meeting off, as she wasn't really in the shape to be yelled at ('cause she knew that was what was going to happen), but decided against it. After all, wouldn't want to make things even worse on herself, which is what would've happened if she stayed home, she knew. So, she had pulled herself out of her bed, wincing and cursing the headache, her cottonmouth and herself for being the cause and trying not to lose what little she had eaten and had quickly showered, brushed her teeth and hair, and thrown on the first set of clean, comfortable clothes she could put her hands on. She hadn't felt much like doing her make up, so she left that off and just grabbed the darkest pair shades she had to hide her puffy, bloodshot eyes. Anyway, once she entered the Bossman's office, she wished she had thought to grab a Pepper Up potion or something, because there was one of the last people she wanted to see today. Dacs. Ugh. She knew then that she had been exactly right about the reason for the meeting and was looking forward to it even less. At least Wes wasn't mad at Dorian, because that would be the worst thing that could happen today, being stuck in a room with the two of them. For two entirely different reasons, of course. Anyway, she nodded politely at the other woman (after all, politeness was the best way to avoid a fight, therefore giving herself an even worse headache, right?) and slipped into a seat in front of the Bossman's desk. She tried to curl up in it the best she could, closed her eyes, and leaned her head back against the back of the chair, hoping this meeting would be over quickly. OOC: Just to clarify, Roxanne is not turning into a zombie! She's just ill.... __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Salt!