#ddcOpen

[bubblegumreign-blog]

Salchow || Eri open || Prologue

A little bit had passed since waking up in this classroom surrounded by other kids and Eri had explored the room and was now sitting at her desk, reading one of the two books she had taken. The one about urban legends seemed a tad more interesting at the moment. “Yeah, like that really happens to people, why not just steal their money instead of the kidney” She turned the pages to get to a different legend. 

In the midst of reading, Eri moved her legs out into the aisle. If someone wasn’t careful they could trip or scold her for that.

[pull--yourself-together-blog]

Happy Birthday to me. Nobody ask me for anything, you're on your own today. 

[your-royal-highness-lucia-blog]

"You're in my way. Please move."

[stealingeveryonesleftshoe]

[insideateapot-blog]

I wish everyone would stop being so sad. It's sad 

[sweet-faline]

Bored as hell..

This isn't particularly fun, anyone want to offer some help and entertain me?

[soyouregointohang]

Anybody have a baseball bat?

[leftonthedrawingboard]

You are in my light and I don't appreciate it. You're messing up my shading.

[voicetothespirits]

Do not touch the ball! Is very fragile.

[lock-and-load-the-trickery]

And for the next number in our act..

The Boy Who Cried "I'M BACK, I'M BACK!"

[dontracearabbitmate-archive]

I need food that is vegetarian and not completely bland or a salad, stat.

[stealingeveryonesleftshoe]

Well look at that. Mistletoe. You know what that means.

[not-the-dumb-one-blog]

And I'm already bored again

[siren-with-no-voice]

I should probably mingle a little

Instead of spending all my time watching the landscape fly by.

[insideateapot-blog]

Dormouse still had some of her hand made heart confetti left over from the night before. This confetti most definitely could not go to waste, she'd work so hard to make it, an hour or too sitting on her bed with pink paper and a heart hole punch. That was hard work. Not wanting any of it to go to waste, Dormouse was skipping through the halls of the hotel and through the lobby, throwing it in the air and twirling under it, then moving on to a different spot to do it again. 

[pucker-upbuttercup]

Ugh, I look terrible today. [she squints at herself in the mirror hanging outside her car, pouting]