Room 512, Thursday evening

[gobrookeyourself]

Brooke was currently torturing herself. Namely, she was surfing the websites of the stores she used to shop and designers she liked and it was resulting in a sort of occasional whimper as she once again remembered she couldn't have any of it. She was beginning to wonder if she could sell blood at the clinic. Yeah, it had been gross and she'd felt all light-headed afterwards last time she did it, but she'd spent way less money on drinks, and clothing was an investment.

This is what she was doing at least until Rock of Love finished downloading.

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[gobrookeyourself]

"And then our lives resume normalcy," she nodded. "Thank god."

[withoutverona]

"Or what passes for it here, at the least," Romeo said.

Realizing the conversation was winding down, he stepped back toward the door, hesitating just before leaving.

"I might kiss you goodnight, but we ought not traumatize the eggs."

[gobrookeyourself]

Brooke was halfway tempted, being the queen of self-restraint that she was, but. "Don't want them spilling to the teachers," she said with a smile.

[withoutverona]

"Of course not, especially as we would be being unfaithful to their other parents." Which Romeo didn't actually think would bother either Barney or Tink, if the eggs could even tell them, but it was something to say to salvage his ego. "See you in class, and sweet dreams to you and the egg."

[gobrookeyourself]

She had to smile. "You too. Night."