Evangeline Sablier is not broken, but please (handlewithcare) wrote in rooms,
Re: Wren and Evie in the Dustbowl
[It was world's better than the motel. And it was hers. And she had a front desk. What wasn't cool about that? She heard the knock. Daisy looked up. Evie smiled. Chicken perked up and bounded to the door. Giving more of an excited whine than a bark, because clearly he was the one expecting company.
Evie looked around, nothing was in order, and maybe she had a ways to go, but things were definitely looking up. And even as she looked around the mess was still hers. Her very own. She opened the door and smiled. At least it didn't smell like pork right then. And besides pork didn't smell terrible even at 4 AM.] I have a front desk in the middle of my living room. [Emphasis on the I have. And the my. It was all hers.]