[ Heather's hurled herself full force into the effort of keeping herself busy. It's either that, or dwell on the fact that her life completely and utterly sucks.
The women's bathroom is occupied by Heather for a ridiculous amount of time- she's busy carefully examining her skin in the mirror, and applying copious amounts of stage makeups to cover the most offending places. In the library, Heather pulls books off the shelves, giving the covers half a glance before jamming them back into place. Later, she can be found in the game room, fussing with a deck of cards, or peering into various different boxes. Nothing seems to be captivating her interest here, either- she wears the same bored look.
It's in the Dance Studio that she finally stops her rampage. She's dragged a few of the mats out onto the floor, and can be found either stretching, or practicing flips. It's here she seems the most relaxed she's been all week- and she won't even notice anyone entering, unless they speak up. ]
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The women's bathroom is occupied by Heather for a ridiculous amount of time- she's busy carefully examining her skin in the mirror, and applying copious amounts of stage makeups to cover the most offending places. In the library, Heather pulls books off the shelves, giving the covers half a glance before jamming them back into place. Later, she can be found in the game room, fussing with a deck of cards, or peering into various different boxes. Nothing seems to be captivating her interest here, either- she wears the same bored look.
It's in the Dance Studio that she finally stops her rampage. She's dragged a few of the mats out onto the floor, and can be found either stretching, or practicing flips. It's here she seems the most relaxed she's been all week- and she won't even notice anyone entering, unless they speak up. ]