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:: [b]Bedroom[/b] ::
Interacting with: Nobody
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Mandie sighed to herself and squeezed her hands together. She knew she would have to learn to deal with him, given the upcoming days to be spent with him, but she was still disappointed that her bedroom couldn't act as an escape from the more overwheming participants. After a quick adjustment of her skirt and a spray of conditioner (wow, was the humidity getting to her today), she quietly opened and closed the door behind her. Even from the other end of the hall, she could hear the laughter and light conversation of the kitchen. She meandered along the passageway, examining the other labels on doors for names. None of them were ones she recognized, luckily, except for Calliope, whom she met earlier before the pepper spray fiasco. 
She poked her head into the kitchen shyly and watched the others for a few moments. Leo's face was familiar, although he had never introduced himself. He seemed rather passionate about bread and food in general. She didn't see his sister, though; she must have remained in the sitting room when he made his mad dash for the kitchen. Honestly, the rocking of the boat had sparked a bit of nausea, so food didn't seem quite as appealing now, even the spaghetti bolognese one guest recommended. Careful to not disturb anyone, she slunk through the doorway to a corner by a counter, where she fiddled with a teaspoon idly.