InsaneJournal

Who: Regina Black^swap and OPEN
Where: Tree house number 3
When: Saturday afternoon
What: Regina is sulking.
Wanings: Language

Regina was torn. She had no idea where she was, and the only person she knew in this place, her big sister, hated her. She said she didn't, but Regina knew she did. How could she not. They were on opposite sides of a serious fight and nothing either of them could say was going to change a damn thing.

But it hurt all the same. Reg loved Sirilla and would never intentionally hurt her, and the fight they'd had over the journal... It was eating her up. She needed to be alone.

With the monkey on her shoulder, and still wondering where this monkey came from, Reg walked around the playground, avoiding eye contact as much as possible with the children around her. When she came upon the row of tree houses, she saw her opportunity to have some relative quiet. So she climbed up to an empty one and sat in the corner on the floor, leaning agains the wall.

The monkey looked up at her before curling up in her lap, closing her eyes to sleep. "I wonder where you came from," Reg said. "Or if you have a name. Doesn't matter though, you'll probably end up hating me too."