Squirrel B4, Sunday night
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nadiathesaintNadia pulled out her journal and propped it on her lap, looking over the notes she'd written a few days before. Okay, so it had been a dumb idea.
Didn't warrant a crepe in the lap.
She turned the page and pulled out her pen.
She started drawing:
She sighed, doodled a couple more random pictures and such, then set the journal aside.
Right. Even if Pip was sharing the cabin with her, she was determined that this would be a great summer.
[ooc: yes. I might just be insane. what of it?]
Didn't warrant a crepe in the lap.
She turned the page and pulled out her pen.
She started drawing:
She sighed, doodled a couple more random pictures and such, then set the journal aside.
Right. Even if Pip was sharing the cabin with her, she was determined that this would be a great summer.
[ooc: yes. I might just be insane. what of it?]
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