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Post by Anastasia Conner on Mar 31, 2007 21:11:41 GMT -5
Ana kicked open the door, dragging her suitcase behind her. She set it down in the middle of the room and sat tiredly on the bed. So here it was, the place she would be living for the next 2 years. At least she knew she would get along with her room mate, she had specially asked for it to be Ryan.
She looked at the dark blue medium sized suitcase in the middle of the room with tired eyes before slumping to the ground in front of it. "Hey Ryan! Get in here or I'll use up all the room!" She grinned, knowing the amount her parents had let her pack was limited to what she would of wanted. [/font][/center] |
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Post by Ryan Corey on Mar 31, 2007 21:15:46 GMT -5
Ryan Groaned as she dragged in her stuff. unlike Anastasia, she didn't have a suitcase, but a big duffel Bag, and a backpack. Of course a suitcase with wheels would have been more fitting, but she just didn't enough luck to own one. Making it into the room she turned around and with her might threw the duffelbag onto the empty bed.
"Right I'm hear."s he stated as she walked over toward her Black duffel back that hung half on, half off the bed. Except her trip was held short and as she stumbled over the suitcase of Anastasia and hit her chin of the girls head. Rolling over she clutched her chin "Ouch God Ana, couldn't you have a soft head." [/size][/center] |
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Post by Anastasia Conner on Mar 31, 2007 21:25:06 GMT -5
Ana turned to face her friend and had to duck to avoid the large duffel bag. She was about to retort back when something hard smacked her head and she rubbed at it furiously. "Sorry, I was meaning to get that fixed. Meanwhile, could you get a softer chin?" She massaged her head while looking almost sadly at her poor friend. "I don't see how you tripped over a suitcase." She looked down at her open suitcase and the nicely folded t-shirts on top. It was rather bulky, but still she should of seen it. Yet again, this was Ryan she was talking about. [/font][/center] |
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Post by Ryan Corey on Mar 31, 2007 21:29:31 GMT -5
Standing up she rubbed her chin gently, "good thing there isn't a cut to scar, I've got enough." she muttered as she sat on her bed, "Besides if it wasn't laying open in the middle of the room, We wouldn't have a problem!" she half shouted, "anyway, how could I not trip over it, I wasn't watching my feet." She was going to say that she wasn't watching where she was going, but she was; her eyes were set very tightly on the duffel bag on her bed, not the floor in front of her. If you thought about it it made sense, after all she wasn't going to the floor so she hadn't needed to look there; unfortunately it was where she ended up. [/size][/center] |
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Post by Anastasia Conner on Mar 31, 2007 21:39:57 GMT -5
Ana just shook her head, laughing under her breath. "Yes, it's all my fault. I should of tossed this up on my bed. If there are any hospital bills, I will take full responsibility." A coy smile came to her face as she began unloading the shirts into one pile and the pants into another. Every so often she would glance up at Ryan or around the room, wondering where everything would go. She hefted out a rather large fluffy object and tossed it onto her bed. It was her stuffed dog that went everywhere she went. She didn't care how childish it was, she still loved it. [/font][/center] |
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Post by Ryan Corey on Mar 31, 2007 21:43:35 GMT -5
"well there won't be any.. THIS TIME." Ryan Stated as she a hand up, "but the next time, who know I could break my neck. Then what!?" She laughed now at herself and shook her head, "right well anyway." Standing above her duffel bag she started to take her stuff out and moved over toward one of the burrows.
She wasn't the neatest of people, but everything still had its place, in her head. One draw she threw her shirts in, the next her socks, and so on, until only jeans and sweat shirts were left. She moved over to the closet and sighed, "Can I get the left side?" she asked Ana. [/size][/center] |
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Post by Anastasia Conner on Mar 31, 2007 22:13:37 GMT -5
Ana just laughed quietly as she moved on to unpacking her sweatshirts. "If you break your neck I will devote my life to wheeling you around and feeding you, promise." She shook her head lightly and moved over to the dresser. One drawer for socks and underwear, one drawer for foldable shirts, and one for pants, except jeans.
She turned on her feet and examined the closet. "Sure, whatever side you want. Just leave me some room." Ana stood up and began to place her shoes neatly on the bottom right side in a row. Then after a few moments she stood up and began hanging her jeans and other shirts. Perfect. "Hey, where should we put our suitcases? Or in your case duffel bag. Under the bed, so you can't trip on them?" [/font][/center] |
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Post by Ryan Corey on Mar 31, 2007 22:37:43 GMT -5
Grinning, Ryan turned to her friend, "Leave room for you, You have more clothes."she countered as she started to hang up her four sweatshirts and her 12 pairs of jeans, "There see, more than half is left for you."Done with un packing, she walked over to her bed and stuffed her bag under it, "yes under the bed, I wouldnt want tocrack a rib or anything." Peering around the room she jumped up and picked up her back pack, "I forgot my cd's and movies, how odd right." [/size][/center] |
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