Room 311, Friday Afternoon
Jul. 8th, 2011 12:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
its_theclimbAfter gym class, Friday afternoon found Miley flopping down on her bed to flip through some magazines. Seventeen, M, Tiger Beat, J-14... ooh! One of them had a special on Hannah's Best Shoes! She grabbed a gel pen from her desk to circle the ones featured there, smiling as she came upon some of her favorites.
When the music coming from down the hall grew irritating, she got up, put her glittery pink iPod into her iPod speakers and retaliated with some music of her own. (It was a playlist consisting entirely of Justin Bieber. That kid had skills. And he threw great parties!) It was maybe a little bit loud, but this was a girl who was used to having her entire wing, separated from the rest of the house by a door that led outside and then to her front door, all to herself. Courtesy wasn't always something she remembered to have.
[[Door and post are open! Expecting one, but visitors are welcome!]]
When the music coming from down the hall grew irritating, she got up, put her glittery pink iPod into her iPod speakers and retaliated with some music of her own. (It was a playlist consisting entirely of Justin Bieber. That kid had skills. And he threw great parties!) It was maybe a little bit loud, but this was a girl who was used to having her entire wing, separated from the rest of the house by a door that led outside and then to her front door, all to herself. Courtesy wasn't always something she remembered to have.
[[Door and post are open! Expecting one, but visitors are welcome!]]
