(Closed, backdated for Genevieve, Aug 29th)

"Hey," Raleigh knocked on the doorframe, and she's got a bowl of popcorn in one arm and a bag in the other hand. It was sort of her idea, it was sort of Genevieve's, but a sleepover - even if it was only the difference between Raleigh being in the guest bedroom to her being in Genevieve's room - was the plan.

She's feeling a little down - just because of circumstances, probably, because she's trying to sort through her staying here and some other things, but it seems like this is just what the doctor'd ordered. "You have a good day?" Raleigh's still damp from her shower - she knew that covered in dirt wasn't actually all that good of a fashion statement, but wet hair or no she doesn't even hesitate before she goes and sits on the side of Genevieve's bed that she's not on, pulling out solo cups, soda, rum, cookies - she apparently came prepared so that the sleepover or whatever? Would be awesome.