Not Good at Nice

After last night, Aeryn hasn't really felt like being around people. Okay, maybe she'd needed a little breakdown. That wasn't the way she would have preferred to have done it. She'd rather forget it happened, but that won't be happening anytime soon.

There's something on the wall opposite her bed now, even if she does keep looking up at it while struggling through makeup work, wondering if she should be homesick or not.

Aeryn wakes up on the couch in John's room, which is strange on many, many levels. There's an odd feel to it, made worse by the fact that only two weeks ago she almost considered this place hers, and now it's the least welcoming place ever. She's even in her old clothes, which don't even feel right now.

Not that she got much sleep anyway. She should have, as she's exhausted, but she's too busy thinking of things that are not John, like where she's going to go now and how she's going to get anywhere when she depleted her fuel supply with this little side trip that shouldn't have been a side trip. Plus there's the fact that the person she's not thinking about is in the same room and doesn't actually want her there. Fine then. He won't miss her.

She winces as she sits up, looks over at the locker that used to be hers, and debates throwing half the contents of her bag in there with the rest of it. Take what she'll actually need and forget what she doesn't. For some reason, she doesn't do it.

Instead she gets up with the intent of taking over the shower, because she doesn't know when she'll actually be anywhere to do that again for a while. She stops by the sea monkeys on her way into the bathroom, though, just to make sure they're doing all right. And yes, she says hello to them by name. She might not know who's who, but she at least knows that.


[ETA: Hmmm. *looks at radio* *locks post to John if he's around*

ETA 2: Topic of conversation is so NFB, yo.]

Aeryn doesn't really need to check up on the sea monkeys. She was just over yesterday, though she hadn't really been too concerned with them, to be honest. Bad pet owner. Really, she's just taking advantage of the opportunity to use her key, since she feels comfortable enough to use it again.

She watches them swimming around in their tank for a little while. They've gotten really active, and grown a lot. More than a lot, really. Aeryn doesn't know a ton about sea primates, but she's pretty sure that's not normal. Then she notices the food floating at the top of the water, when she just fed them a couple of days ago. And the little food canister is a little light.

"He tries," Aeryn assures them, and then realizes she's talking to sea monkeys.


((Because they're apparently getting fed every day, oh noes!))

After Flight Club, Aeryn returns to her room, obstensibly just to check up on the sea monkeys. She's decided that they can't be actual monkeys because they in no way resemble primates on this planet, and whoever named this species was clearly very stupid.

For some reason, she decides to stay in for a while, pulling out the book John gave her. It's got to be due soon, and it's a huge book, and she's a slow reader. She's determined to get through it, though. Even if she has to bribe the library staff to let her keep it for a while.