gobrookeyourself: (brooke's room)
Brooke Davis ([personal profile] gobrookeyourself) wrote2008-01-05 07:11 am

Room 512, Saturday morning

The fact that Brooke didn't go out on her first night in a new town only to wake up nice and hungover meant that she was up surprisingly early on Saturday morning. Surprisingly early for her, at least. And she kind of spent some time rationalizing that she had met plenty of people yesterday, and she didn't want to... something or other. She was bad at rationalizing anyway. She'd just wanted to babble at Peyton for a few hours, especially given the whole Lucas situation. There were no words for that sort of weird.

While she was definitely coming up with things to get up to today, she really had to get her room in order. She'd unpacked yesterday, but today she decided to spend some time getting out her pictures to stick back up on her wall. Just to make things feel a little more like home.

...Okay, make it feel like the home that wasn't new and tiny and in the wrong state and still being unpacked that she had hardly even seen yet.


[Will be a linkdrop. Post is open, so's the door. Please, like anyone on OTH ever closed their doors.
ETA: Subject to SP as I have to go out for a bit.]

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Michael has already claimed one of the beds, and is half-asleep in it with a book in his hand.

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
He blinked over at her, then roused himself a bit more.

"Morning. You've got... a lot of stuff."

He doesn't.

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can live with it", he assured her, sitting up a bit. "Might even put up a picture too."

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
He shrugged, gesturing to his half of the room.

"Don't have that many people worth it back home."

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I guess. Maybe there will be, some."

He stretches over to his bedside drawer and pulls out a packet of said photos.

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
He started idly laying out the photos on his bed. The same two faces showed up in almost all of them.

"So where're you from?" he asked eventually.

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Roswell, New Mexico. Not as exciting as you'd think."

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's the legend", he said with a shrug. "More of a tourist trap than anything."

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good idea", he agreed. "Probably more fun there."

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"...sure, if you like desert", he said, looking at her vaguely askance.

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-05 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"I guess. All looks the same, though."