[Clara hears the commotion from all the way down the hall, and makes her way towards it immediately. Honestly, men. Take a little thing like sleep deprivation, and they manage to turn it into Lord of the Flies.]
Oi, no use adding to the noise-
[Her words trail off, because she gets to the doorway just in time to see a naked man pick up a whole goddamn bed. Her brain recognizes the situation in pieces - "man", "bed", "naked", then finally, "oh shit he's throwing it".]
What the hell is going on? [She bursts in, a small hurricane of confrontation.]
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Oi, no use adding to the noise-
[Her words trail off, because she gets to the doorway just in time to see a naked man pick up a whole goddamn bed. Her brain recognizes the situation in pieces - "man", "bed", "naked", then finally, "oh shit he's throwing it".]
What the hell is going on? [She bursts in, a small hurricane of confrontation.]