#510, around 10ish.
Buffy was in the middle of planning today's cheerleading practice when she got a phone call. She scrambled to get the phone and plopped down on the floor. "Hi! Oh, hi mom. What's up? -- But we're moving into the cabins again this weekend! -- No. I mean, yes. -- I guess so? -- I'm not bringing a note from my mom! Oh my god, I'm not five! -- You did too say. -- Yeah, okay, but you could've told me a little sooner." Looooong pause from Buffy with much eyerolling. "No, I'll be there. -- Yes. -- Bye!"
She hung up and pouted. She didn't want to go home. She wanted to stay here with the other freaks.
"I'm not ice cream, Bertie," she said distractedly when a tentacle tentatively poked her back. The tentacle retreated. "But I'll get you some before I go, and I bet River will keep you supplied."
Getting back on her feet, she wandered over to her closet to begin packing for three days in LA.
She hung up and pouted. She didn't want to go home. She wanted to stay here with the other freaks.
"I'm not ice cream, Bertie," she said distractedly when a tentacle tentatively poked her back. The tentacle retreated. "But I'll get you some before I go, and I bet River will keep you supplied."
Getting back on her feet, she wandered over to her closet to begin packing for three days in LA.