floating around like an oversized tinkerbell

There were more dog toys in Karolina's office this week.

She was still pretty sure Nugget had never actually been in here. She was definitely sure she hadn't brought any of the toys with her from home.

But today, there were enough of them that she had to gather them in a little box in the corner. Maybe she'd take them home with her once she was done here?

[ooc: Open, of course! ETA: details of the Lucifer convo NFB, pls!]

Karolina had kicked ass today. Not -- not like, fighting bad guys, or anything. Just, school work ass. She'd managed to send a paper in not right under the wire but with several full hours to spare. And for that kind of asskickery, she clearly deserved a reward! So, she was drawing herself a bath.

Or at the very least, trying to.

See, last she'd done this, there hadn't been a very excitable blink dog living in the apartment with them. And now there was, and he was extremely interested in the water and the bubbles that were forming as the tub filled up.

"Nugget! Buddy, no, this isn't for you."

Nugget seemed pretty sure that this was for him, actually.

[ooc: Open, sure. *attempts to dig Kar brain out from underneath the past couple of months*]

Karolina was one of the people who'd found last week kinda cute, actually. Every part of it - except the cheery background music, which had gotten old after the first couple of days. Like, really old.

So of course, now that it was gone... Karolina kept finding herself absent-mindedly humming something that sounded suspiciously like it.

As a result, the radio was on kind of loud in the guidance counselor's office today. But the door was open, and the counselor was in! And maybe she could stop humming if she had actual company and not just paperwork.

[ooc: Open, SP warning in my afternoon as I go to the beach omg.]

When Karolina came to her office after yoga, she ended up stopping in the doorway for a moment, and just sort of... squinting suspiciously at the room.

Because it seemed normal.

Too normal, as if it was trying very hard to maintain the illusion that nothing was amiss. Which kind of set her on edge, because now she felt like there maybe was something amiss?

It was going to be a long day.

[ooc: Open! Some SP may occur between plot-writing and how tired I am tonight.]

When Karolina came to the office today, there was a folder on her desk with some papers in it. On the folder, there was a post-it that just said important!! and nothing else. And that was fine! What was less fine was that when she actually took the papers out of the folder to read them, they turned out to be in a language she did not know.

Also in a script she didn't know how to read.

The guidance counselor was in. Save her from trying to understand her work.

[ooc: Why yes, I am getting started on a new translation assignment today. Open!]

Karolina's office was full of bananas.

... Well, okay, fine, not full of them. But even just one bunch would've been kind of a lot for an office, and there were several - basically one on each available surface, so Karolina felt like that more than counted towards 'an office full of bananas'.

Especially once she opened up one of her desk drawers, and found several single bananas stuffed in there.

"Guess I should take these to the cafeteria for lunch time."

The guidance counselor was in. Come grab a banana.

[ooc: Open! Trying my best to brain this week.]

On Halloween, Karolina and Beau had had a pretty significant conversation about something, and a decision had been half-made that was either just common sense, or a pretty big step in their relationship. Or both. Probably both, actually.

Cut to today, and Karolina finally getting enough of a reprieve from some big school stuff to actually think about it. And, no, not about whether it was too big a step or whether it was a decision they should make, because for all that she'd said they should think about it... Yeah, she'd pretty much made her mind up about it back at Mike's party.

Which meant that now she was just standing in her living room, looking around herself, and just thinking about logistics, and how much living space two people needed, and just generally how the process would go.

"... Wow, I really don't own much stuff, do I?"

[ooc: Mainly for the girlfriend, but can be open before her, too! Up early because timezones.]

This... was an odd state of being for Karolina, yes. She supposed it was that for everyone, of course, given that it looked like the entire island was now fully black-and-white. But she was also pretty sure that as someone who was regularly all glowy pastels, maybe it was a tiny fraction extra weird for her? But anyway, at least today her brain had adjusted to it enough that she didn't feel constantly on the verge of a headache. And she'd take this over the last couple of weeks of creeping horror, especially the one before last - being trapped under a dome under the ocean had hit her pretty hard, given that all that pastel-y glowing was actually solar-based.

So this week counted as 'normal enough' in her book. So she was in her office, getting things in order for the second summer term and just generally making herself available for chats. She'd also been pleased to catch Sparkle's Pride posters on her way to the school, and she'd taken a couple of his leaflets and brought them with her to work, just in case someone came in who needed the info.

You couldn't really tell, but there was a pretty big Pride flag on the wall of her office today, too. Duh.

[ooc: Open office!]

Karolina had been down to the main school office this morning. That was... somehow never not anything short of an Experience. Karolina's past both as a Fandom student as well as person of alien origin from a world where superpowered individuals cropped up a whole lot had left her pretty accepting of various kinds of weird situations, but there was still something about interacting with a moose in a school office that left her at a loss for words.

And now that she'd made it back to her own office (with some files the moose had provided for her), she was trying to Google variations on 'how to communicate with moose'.

Unsurprisingly, she wasn't really getting anywhere with it.

[ooc: Open!]

In the end, Karolina had had most of extra flowers from Friday carted to a women's center on the mainland. But, she'd also taken some home, and she'd Googled for how to dry roses, too, so now she had a box in her office filled with silica desiccant and some roses she wasn't supposed to open for a few weeks. She realy wanted to peek in and see how they were doing, but she didn't know if that would disturb the process, so... A few hours into her work day today, she went ahead and moved the box from her desk to on top of one of the filing cabinets, where it wasn't constantly in her line of sight.

There were also a few flowers still in a vase on her desk. Starting to wilt, sure, but not too badly. They were okay enough that she didn't think they'd give her office an unwelcoming air or anything.

The door to the office was open, and the guidance counselor was in and doing some paperwork.

[ooc: Open, with bouts of slowness until I get home tonight!]