ojandtostitos commented on alwaysontop's post in blueridgeschool:

Though she had managed to transport most of the important things out of her bedroom and back to the dorms, mostly herself but with some help from Leland, she still wanted to stay in her bedroom for the night. Most of the party had begun to wind down, except for a few dedicated people, the type that usually ended up staying up until dawn and going out for breakfast anyway. She was pretty tired, between the moving things, the drinking, and the various fights that had been going on. The living room carpet was totally stained with blood, and Tatum wasn't at all sad about being kicked out when her dad saw that if Sera couldn't get it out. He'd go ballistic.

Mostly empty or not, it felt like forever since she had actually slept in her bedroom and she wanted to. She wanted a chance to enjoy it, the room that had been her's and only her's for as long as she could remember. She had grown up in this house, but wasn't sure if she was ever coming back after this. Moving all of her stuff had been finalizing, but then Sera was going to leave too.. she didn't know when they'd come back here again.

She needed to be in her room, and she needed something more, something else to take with her. She had taken all of her things, all of the games and comic books and action figures and jackets and junk yes, but nothing.. special. How was she going to remember her house? How was she going to remember her home? She wished there was a way, but she didn't know what. Maybe she would take some of the pictures in the hallway.. and maybe a couple of the things from the mantle in the living room.. and there had to be a few other things she could knick. Maybe her parents wouldn't even notice.

Thinking it over and still sipping on a can of Smirnoff ice, the redhead was sprawled on her back across her bed, staring up at the ceiling over her head. There were still some posters up there, she had to remember to take them all down before she left in the morning too. Where was Mack at? She was tall, she'd be able to reach the posters.. and maybe she could help her pick out some pictures to take with her. Sighing heavily, she turned over on her side and faced the bedroom door, willing the older girl to just show up already. Didn't she know that she needed her?