|Pheobe Flynn (heywheresperry) wrote in utr_logs,|
@ 2011-03-06 23:32:00
|Entry tags:||gir, pheobe flynn|
Who: Pheobe, Ferb, and anyone else who might be around
Where: Ferb's flat, London
Warnings: Not that I can foresee.
It took almost no time at all for Pheobe to grab what she would need and stuff it into a duffel bag. Of course, this could also have something to do with the fact that Pheobe just grabbed whatever was closest to her and that she didn't bother folding anything. Why would she? Sleepovers didn't exactly have a dress code.
Did she feel a little silly about this whole thing? Yeah...she was for all intents and purposes a grown adult, she should be able to sleep without her pet platypus. But...Perry...
Throwing on a sweatshirt, she headed out and to the nearest portkey. Moments later, she was standing on a London street, not all that far from Ferb's. Taking a moment to collect herself (she wasn't sure she would EVER get used to traveling by portkey), she readjusted her bag and headed off in the direction of her brother's place.