InsaneJournal

WHO: Zu & whoever Tracy decides to add
WHERE: Bryn's quarters
WHAT: Talking?
WHEN: Morning hours
OPEN: Open to people who would visit the quarters



It still hadn't settled in. She still hoped she would go back to how things were or maybe even go back to her own world. To fix things. But that was not how things went. Life went on, no matter how she felt. It did not matter that the world felt wrong. It did not matter that no smile made sense.

Two weeks now. She had been here for two weeks. It was not improbable that this was temporary. She said up straight in her chair and stared at the lonely plate in front of her on the table. Her toast was already cold. She nibbled a little bit, then pushed it away. This was stupid. She got up and threw the toast into the bin. Coffee. That counted as food, right? It had only been a recent thing with her but she was slowly coming around to it. She fished out a pad and put them into the machine. Mug. Switch on. The purr that followed was a good one. The smell was just as delightful.