lydia martin (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} futureimperfect) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} somerealityrpg,@ 2019-08-08 00:01:00 |
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[ Waking in the middle of the night, Lydia snuck out of bed and finished setting up the corkboard she'd bought in the room that was meant to be hers. She pinned up print-outs of the New York skyline, the Eiffel Tower, a leprechaun, and a nazgûl, sticking the rest of the box of pins into the cork in the corner for future photos. On the desk sat four balls of yarn; red, yellow, green and blue. In the middle of the board she pinned a note, with a blue string leading from it. Before climbing back into bed, she pulled the string (with plenty of slack) into his room and tied it to his wrist, then went back to sleep. ]
This place might not realize it yet, but we still need your brain. You probably have a better set up at your office, but maybe this will help you make connections.