Aug. 18th, 2016 at 7:48 PM
[Sector 0 or Sector 4 | open]
[Today, Bonnie is a girl on a mission: she'll be hitting up Bulls-Eye and, as usual, levitating objects down to her petite height so she can actually see them. She's also dropping by Nine White Orchids for flowers (a girl's apartment can never have too many).
Or she may be taking a break in Sector 0, taking forever by those street food stands and deliberating on what to eat. What should've taken her five minutes is taking her twenty-five...
OR maybe she's lost. That happens. A lost girl on a mission is still a lost girl, so don't mind the one walking ten paces and then doubling back five. She's got a sense of direction. It's just not very accurate.]
[Casa Salvatore | closed to Damon]
[Every girl's bedroom needs a personal touch. Over the past few days, Bonnie's added bits and pieces to the space to make it feel less like a spare room and more like hers. A new teddy bear - a black one named "Daylight" - to echo Ms. Cuddles; new comforters and pillows; and even a small collection of old books along a bookshelf levitated their way in, bit by bit.
As she's hanging up a painting of a forest landscape, she stops to admire her handiwork. It's not until she turns back towards the door that she notices her observer.]
Hey. You're back early today.
[Or maybe the time flew by; she's not really sure which. Bonnie beams, gesturing towards all her little touches.]
Well? What do you think?
[Today, Bonnie is a girl on a mission: she'll be hitting up Bulls-Eye and, as usual, levitating objects down to her petite height so she can actually see them. She's also dropping by Nine White Orchids for flowers (a girl's apartment can never have too many).
Or she may be taking a break in Sector 0, taking forever by those street food stands and deliberating on what to eat. What should've taken her five minutes is taking her twenty-five...
OR maybe she's lost. That happens. A lost girl on a mission is still a lost girl, so don't mind the one walking ten paces and then doubling back five. She's got a sense of direction. It's just not very accurate.]
[Casa Salvatore | closed to Damon]
[Every girl's bedroom needs a personal touch. Over the past few days, Bonnie's added bits and pieces to the space to make it feel less like a spare room and more like hers. A new teddy bear - a black one named "Daylight" - to echo Ms. Cuddles; new comforters and pillows; and even a small collection of old books along a bookshelf levitated their way in, bit by bit.
As she's hanging up a painting of a forest landscape, she stops to admire her handiwork. It's not until she turns back towards the door that she notices her observer.]
Hey. You're back early today.
[Or maybe the time flew by; she's not really sure which. Bonnie beams, gesturing towards all her little touches.]
Well? What do you think?