Room 511, Tuesday Evening

[wasthecuteone]

The part where her roommate was a dragon and Petra was now responsible for four teacup dragons had thrown her a little off-schedule, and she was only now getting around to designing and printing fliers announcing the planned door-decorating contest. She had originally intended to glitter them up to attract notice before posting, but with the dragon situation, she thought that was a little overoptimistic. Right now, she was just hoping that the dragons wouldn't set her fliers on fire before she could post them, and that, while she was out posting them, that they wouldn't destroy anything.

Okay, they weren't that bad, but leaving them alone made her a little nervous. There were four of them. And they listened to Daenerys way better than they listened to her, she swore. "I'm doing my best here, I hope you know that," she told the dragons.

((Mostly for one of the dragons. No, not that one, the other one. Door closed but knockable, though!))

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[wasthecuteone]

"Oh, yikes, I hope not!" Petra said. "I'd probably turn into a frog." She shuddered a little. "I'll pass." She hoped.

[unburnt-queen.livejournal.com]

"You would turn into something far more lovely than a frog," Dany assured her. "Probably something that you might have an affinity for, if my case is any indication."

[wasthecuteone]

Petra remembered her mind berry trip and said ruefully, "No, probably a frog. Just as long as Drogon doesn't try to eat me, hey?"

[unburnt-queen.livejournal.com]

"He's quite fond of you, so I doubt he will," Dany assured her, and the fact that she paused to think about it probably wasn't all that reassuring.

[wasthecuteone]

Petra grinned at her and said, "I'll hop really fast."