somethingwithturquoise: (bored now.)
Normally, Summer would be at Luke's right now, getting nice warm pancakes that sounded awesome right now and a milkshake which sounded significantly less awesome right now, but fuck that noise. She doubted the diner would even be open right now anyway, and if it was...she could easily spend the whole time making fun of BDG and yelling at the staff for thinking they could make pancakes in a blackout. And that would be fun, but also...

Friggin' snowpocalypse out there. No thanks. Summer was going to stay in bed, giving a worried look toward the fixed hole in her wall where the shark had gone through so many moon ago any time the wind seemed to blow particularly hard, underneath a lot of blankets, flipping through some old magazines, because she couldn't even charge her damn phone right now. UGH! This was seriously the worst...

...ooh, but that was a seriously cute top! If only she could use her phone right now and buy it.

[[she felt left out! Open if you want to swing by!]]

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