Music. Not her thing, though apparently some people didn't understand that! And by some people she meant the nurse that had returned to ruin her stay by making her be more social than she really wanted to be.
"All I wanted was to check the board, was that really so much to ask?!" she huffed as the nurse fled, hopefully in fear after leaving Donna in the Music Room. Looking around the space, Donna took her time to calm down and at least think a little on how she should word it the next time she wanted to check out the bulletin. "Going to go yell at aliens" is probably what had bunched the nurse's panties.
"Guess I'll have to make nice with someone in here then..." she eventually decided, brushing her hair back and looking for a nurse that she could do just the opposite of that to. Instead of landing on a woman in white though, Donna's attention fell to another form of white that looked distantly familiar. White hair on a young boy... yeah, she'd seen that. Back when her roommate's name had been Meche and she'd almost gotten shot with a gun.
It had been a few weeks since then, but she still remembered the little brat. Albie, or... whatever name it was that she'd gotten the nickname of "Albie" for. It really had been a while, though not long enough for Donna to have forgotten that she owed the little boy a follow up. He'd been completely rude to her and her roommate, brainwashed though she'd been, and she'd never even gotten around to a reprimand. Still, for as long as it had been... well, she could give him a little slack at first. He was pretty young after all, and had been there as long as she had to boot.
"Hey Albie," she called, going over to him somewhat casually, "Hope your attitude's improved since last time. You remember me?"
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"All I wanted was to check the board, was that really so much to ask?!" she huffed as the nurse fled, hopefully in fear after leaving Donna in the Music Room. Looking around the space, Donna took her time to calm down and at least think a little on how she should word it the next time she wanted to check out the bulletin. "Going to go yell at aliens" is probably what had bunched the nurse's panties.
"Guess I'll have to make nice with someone in here then..." she eventually decided, brushing her hair back and looking for a nurse that she could do just the opposite of that to. Instead of landing on a woman in white though, Donna's attention fell to another form of white that looked distantly familiar. White hair on a young boy... yeah, she'd seen that. Back when her roommate's name had been Meche and she'd almost gotten shot with a gun.
It had been a few weeks since then, but she still remembered the little brat. Albie, or... whatever name it was that she'd gotten the nickname of "Albie" for. It really had been a while, though not long enough for Donna to have forgotten that she owed the little boy a follow up. He'd been completely rude to her and her roommate, brainwashed though she'd been, and she'd never even gotten around to a reprimand. Still, for as long as it had been... well, she could give him a little slack at first. He was pretty young after all, and had been there as long as she had to boot.
"Hey Albie," she called, going over to him somewhat casually, "Hope your attitude's improved since last time. You remember me?"