Room 238, Thursday evening

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Aeryn would like the emo to go away now. John's not around at the moment, so she doesn't have a reason to do much but just sit there. She's looking towards the TV, but it's not on and she doesn't really even notice it's there.

The problem with coming from Aeryn's type of background is that she's not really trained to deal with emotions, so when there's that many happening, she's got no idea what to do with it all. Especially when she can't turn off her brain and compartmentalize everything.

Which is why she's just kind of sulking. Not that she'll ever use that word out loud.


[Open! Cheering up or fellow mopers welcome.]

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Mel knocked on the door and poked her head into the room.

"Hey Sun. I'm not going to be at the gym tomorrow. I got other plans," she said holding up a bottle of what one can assume to be alcohol. "Care to join me?"

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She really shouldn't, but at the same time, the gym's not looking like a great option. "I think those might be good plans," she says, waving her in.

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"Rough week?" Mel said snapping the bottle cap off the top and then looked around the room for glasses.

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Aeryn gets up to get them from the kitchen cabinet. It's easier than directing her. "Could say that. You, too?"

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"Yeah," Mel said simply as she took a glass and poured some for herself and then Aeryn. "Definitely. "

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Aeryn takes her own glass. "The rough weeks go away, though, right?"

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"I'll let you know when they do," Mel said taking a shot. "You?"