Who: Kherrie and Ritchie When: After this journal post Where: Kherrie's room What: Wine delivery.
Kherrie was stretched out in her bedroom, working in a notebook. After reading about the werewolf attacks and all of the werewolf stuff happening lately, Kherrie decided to take a stab at the wolfsbane potion. She wanted to work to adapt it for those who were bitten by a werewolf when it wasn't the full moon, so they could feel less of the effects of being a werewolf. If necessary. She didn't know a lot about these 'half moons' but she could imagine that the severity of the affects of the wolf depended on how close they were to the moon when the victim was bitten... at least, that made the most sense?
She had her journal open and was writing back and forth to Ritchie, too, between notes in her workbook. With each passing flirt, she blushed and grinned a little wider, then she gave him the final invitation, closed her journal, and climbed up out of the bed and started to tidy.