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Post by Will on Jun 21, 2007 12:43:30 GMT -5
Where Susan Vandom sleeps and relaxes to be by herself
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Post by Prince Phobos on Nov 21, 2008 9:59:17 GMT -5
[Andrew: Enter from In the Living Room] (Monday, 11/7--Day 8)
He takes a quick glance around the room.
Andrew: "This is definitely not the room of a teenager."
He leaves.
[Exit to Will's Room]
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Post by Susan Vandom on Jan 24, 2009 17:07:12 GMT -5
[Enter: Susan from the Bathroom]
In the closet, she found a blue ensemble made of silk. That was comfortable enough. Once the light was off she set that annoying alarm clock of hers to 7:30 and burrowed under the covers.
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Post by Susan Vandom on Feb 1, 2009 12:00:51 GMT -5
Beep! Beep! Beep! Click.
Monday Morning. Susan Vandom threw off the covers, stretched and yawned. She ruffled her hair and found the brush. Then she headed for the shower.
[Exit: Susan to the Bathroom]
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Post by Susan Vandom on Feb 1, 2009 12:10:54 GMT -5
[Enter: Susan from Will's Room]
in the closet, Susan found a casual business outfit with a skirt, complete with matching heels. After quickly but neatly blow-drying her hair, she put on a light but noticeable mask of make up. Suddenly she thought of Dean, someone she had once had a business meeting with. She did like Dean a lot, but she hated having to put her daughter's school reputation in jeopardy.
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Post by Susan Vandom on Feb 6, 2009 15:27:18 GMT -5
Susan smiled at the satisfaction of hearing the usual thump thump thump of Will going down the stairs.
She's up.
Susan heading downstairs herself to make some toast and a cup of coffee.
[Exit: Susan to the Kitchen]
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