Who: Psalm and Bunny
When: Late afternoon
Where: Bunny's house
When Bunny got the news, she had broken down. Utterly lost it, falling to the floor in hysterical, happy tears. She forgot about her mom on the phone, she forgot about the horrible week she'd had, she forgot about the giant douchebag chained to a column in her basement, and she let everything out. "Thank you, thank you, thank you..." she said the words over and over again between her cries, though she didn't know who she was saying it to. She'd never been a particularly religious person, but if there was a God, perhaps this was the time to thank Him.
Once she finally pulled it together, she hung up the phone (her mom had called her from work to tell her the good news), and got up to run to the door. She had every intention of running all the way to the hospital in Ann Arbor. She was halfway out the door when she
did remember the giant douche. Chained to a column. In her basement.
Oh, thank God! She could let him out! She could get rid of him! He would run to Myra, and he wouldn't be her problem anymore! Though honestly, by this point she had no idea what Myra saw in him, and she felt a little bad unleashing his company on a kidnap victim. That was neither here nor there. She'd kept him down there so he couldn't hurt anyone, and now he wouldn't want to hurt anyone - except Bunny herself, probably. And she was not scared of Psalm
The Douche Everest.
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