[semi-open post] current address: 59 Bored Boulevard, Boredington-on-Dull

[georgianosity]

Georgia is in Miz Land, the realm of the utterly miz. She is BORED TO DEATH. She misses her little pallies, especially Miss Huffmeister herself (Jaz). What she wouldn't give to see Jaz do her annoying flicky fringe thing!! It is so true what they say, absence makes the heart something something. And how. The only saving whatsit is that the library has about a trillion back issues of CosmoGIRL. Georgia is sitting cross-legged on the floor of the lounge closest to her bedroom, makeup and magazines spread around her, hair in curlers, letting her base coat of foundation dry and reading an article called "Would YOU be Leo's perfect date?".

At home, she would be doing this in her room, safely out of the path of elderly maniacs (and toddler maniacs, and cat maniacs), but there is so little to do here that she simply CANNOT be in her room a moment longer. Besides, there is no one here whose opinion she cares about. The only cute boy is Magnus, and not only has he got a girlfriend but he's about fifty (she may be misremembering his age). It only goes to show the utter futility of life, and so on. Anyway. Ooh, Leo likes Mexican food?

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[tallyyoungblood]

"Ew," Tally complains. "I guess we should." She hasn't really had to deal with a dead animal since the Smoke, and there it was a much more... farm-y affair. "Does he make you deal with this all the time?"

[georgianosity]

"Sometimes, but he's in competition with Gordy and Libby for 'most disgusting items left in Georgia's room.' This place is a dream, really, in comparison." She goes over to the wardrobe to encourage the mansion to produce some kitchen roll.

[tallyyoungblood]

Tally laughs, though it makes her a little sad to think that she never had a sibling, and that Georgia can't see Libby any more. "Maybe we should bury the bird. That way the nutrients go into the soil and stuff."

[georgianosity]

"Ooh, good idea, very ecological." Having failed to find kitchen roll, Georgia instead grabs a pink satin scarf shot through with silver tinsel. As someone used to dealing with all the disgustosity of life (and a very kind and generous person), she picks up the bird with a scarf-covered hand and wraps it up. "In the garden, maybe? For the plants."

[tallyyoungblood]

Tally nods and wills the mansion to give them a trowel, too. "In case it's hard to dig," she says.