Room 232; Late Sunday Afternoon [01/01/23].

[outofthequiver]

It had been a long, strange break week (and some change) for Libby; honestly, it had been a long, strange month, when you really got right down to it. And even though she was still a little tired from staying up until midnight with Zo and Claire at their little party, she was back at the school, back in her room, tossing her suitcase on the bed and taking to unpacking and getting settled back in. Reflecting a little, as she put away thigs both new and old (lots of new books, mostly), and thinking on some of the odd, strange, awkward things that had happened while she was away.

Especially everything with Just's friend from church, confirming Libby's dreaded suspicion by making it crystal-clear that he was intending to court her. And her having to make it crystal-clear that she had no intention of courting anyone.

(But that wasn't exactly true, was it?)

It wouldn't be so bad, either, if he'd have gotten mad about it, or upset, or even belligerent like she imagined her father would have done. But he had been nice and kind and understanding, expressing that he knew God had given her a different path than most girls, and that he actually found that admirable, and that he could wait. What was just a few more years, anyway, in the great big grand scheme of things?

Libby sighed a little, but the fact that she was already feeling how good it was to be back here told her exactly what she already knew.


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[outofthequiver]

Libby still felt like she might have been missing something there, especially since, well, most massages were more effective if someone else was giving them; it was just really difficult to give yourself an actually effective massage, but she figured it wasn't really that important, maybe something to just ask the nurses about later that week...

Besides, she was far more interested in all this mini stuff. "Really?" she asked, another tilt of her head as Vi went rummaging. "You mean, for like our characters, or something?"

[giveittoyoursister]

"Yeah," Vi said, pulling out an envelope with Libby's name on it in neat writing and a pink Tabaxi mini. "Like, the store stocks some great ones, but you're still relying on what other people come up with, and I mean, this isn't perfect, but it's still closer to Wind than anything else I've seen."

[outofthequiver]

Libby drifted over so she could take a closer look, and was almost instantly delighted, even without all that close of a look.

"Oh!" she gushed out. "There's even a little drum!"

[giveittoyoursister]

Vi nodded with a grin. "I figured everyone else might enjoy making their characters too."